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“My King, forgive me if this is ill mannered but you must be joking?”
“Does it look like I am Sir Johnny?” U will train the boy to become one of your knights. That’s an order.”
“This pipsqueak can’t possibly be trained to be a knight. Heck he’s barely 5 foot and 5. All ours are at least 5 foot and 9. He’d get killed instantly.”
“It’s an order and that’s final.” With that the King had turned and left the training grounds.
Xiaojun, the barely 5 foot and 5 pipsqeak in question, was sitting on the benches trembling a little at the intimidating atmosphere. He had lucious locks of black hair and pretty lashes. He was wearing a loose black shirt and black pants with shoes that had ridiculously high platforms. Johnny let out a deep huff and walked his way with a stern look on his face.
“Come with me boy, if you are to train here appropriate fitting is required.”
“I don’t want to be here let alone train.” Xiaojun says in a small whisper.
“Listen carefully boy, I don’t want you here either but the King has given an order that I must train you. You will listen to my orders as if they were his. Now follow along.
Xiaojun gulps and timidly follows behind Johnny.
“Right, this will be a little loose but it should be fine with the armour layers on top. Now hurry and meet on the grounds. You start immediately.”
Johnny exits and Xiaojun finally has time to breathe in his own space. He didn’t know what his father was thinking, sending him here surrounded by giant men compared to his size. He felt like he simply didn’t fit here let alone the battlegrounds. Small tears had escaped his eyes and he swiped them away as he gathered his armour together.
“Ugh how can they feel comfortable in something like this. It must be annoying to work in.”
Xiaojun had finally put on the last layer of armour as he huffed uncomfortably. He took another deep breath before stepping out and making his way to the grounds. As soon as Xiaojun had seen the group of knights he wanted to turn right back round. It was too late. Johnny and the rest already had their eyes on him. He could do this. He could prove everyone and especially his father wrong. He will learn to fight and he will be determined to be the best.
“Ah, is this the Xiaojun Sir Johnny has been complaining about.” Sir Guanheng says.
“He sure is right about him being the shortest here, I was thinking 5 and 7 but 5 and 4? Surely the shortest knight in all the kingdoms.” Sir Yuta says.
“It will be fun fighting him, heck barely a fight.” Sir Jaehyun says.
“Haven’t you heard the saying - Big things do come in small packages.” Yangyang says, nudging Jaehyun with a sly smirk.
“Enough of your talk men. We are here to fight not to bicker and giggle. Now stand in your position.”
“That includes you too, Xiaojun.”
“But I don’t-”
“Follow the formation. I won’t slow down for you boy, you must catch up to the rest.”
Johnny was determined to make Xiaojun’s training hell. He wanted him to suffer as he wanted nothing to do with training someone so small - he found Xiaojun not so worthy of his time and thought nothing , absolutely nothing , could change that.
“Get your swords out, you will be fighting each other. Jaehyun is with me, Guanheng with Yuta and Yangyang with Xiaojun.”
Yangyang turns to Xiaojun, confidence in each step as he approaches him. Xiaojun on the other hand takes a few steps back as he feels intimidated by the knight’s figure.
“Hey now, don’t be so shy. I’ll start a little easy on you.” Yangyang says as he spins the sword in his hand.
“A little?” Xiaojun quirks an eyebrow.
“Oh so he speaks.”
For the first time in a long while, Xiaojun lets out a soft laugh. Maybe some of them weren't so bad. Yangyang lets out a soft smile at the boy’s shining eyes but clears his throat immediately.
“Right, you must stand tall and remain in a firm stance. Whatever you do you must not let your guard down. Understood?”
“Y-Yes?” Xiaojun says as he catches up to Yangyang’s words and movements.
“Right, let's begin.”
Sword clashes fill the training grounds as the knights fight and fight. Xiaojun thought he was getting the hang of it after many trips as Yangyang did stay true to his word on going easy.
“Hmm, are you sure you’ve never fought before, you seem pretty good at defence.”
“When you’re a target for others to pick on, defence can be important.” Xiaojun says as he continuously swings his sword.
“Oh I apologise I didn’t mean to pry I-”
“Swap your partners.” Johnny announces as he interrupts their conversation.
“Ah, now I must get my turn with shortcake here.” Yuta says leaning his arm on Xiaojun’s shoulder a little.
Xiaojun blushes a little at the nickname before clearing his throat and eye rolling whilst shrugging him off.
“Very well. Yangyang and I, Yuta and Xiaojun and Guanheng and Jaehyun.” Johnny announces.
“I think this will be fun. Don’t think I’ll go easy shortcake, let's hope you have already learnt enough with Yangyang.”
With Yuta, there wasn’t much talk and more swinging and ducking. Xiaojun was out of breath trying to catch up to Yuta’s movements. He needed a break.
“Wait wait, can’t you slow down just a little. I’m afraid you’ll actually hurt me.”
“Oh I do apologise shortcake - I guess I got a little bit carried away.”
Yuta rubs the back of his neck as he wonders why he stopped for Xiaojun in the first place. Perhaps it was his tiny figure, how he cutely swung his sword or how he looked so determined to learn. Nevertheless he sees Xiaojun take a breath of relief at the fact Yuta listened. Before he knew it Xiaojun struck his sword against him and he saw a smirk through the armour.
“Oh, cheeky shortcake I see.”
“You let your guard down. I simply took the opportunity.”
“Very well.”
“Swap!” Johnny yells.
Johnny was starting to get annoyed. Not only was Xiaojun already becoming a quick learner, he was clearly already good at defence and wasn’t as shy as he was coming here hours ago. He was getting too confident. That, Johnny did not like.
“Now, Yuta and I, Jaehyun and Yangyang and for Xiaojun, Guanheng.
“Damn, I’ve seen you fight the other two. It’s not bad for a shorty like you.”
“Who said being short had anything to do with fighting tactics?” Xiaojun huffs in annoyance.
“Hmm, we shall see. Fight me.”
They immediately swing their swords and Guanheng doesn’t hold back and neither does Xiaojun.
“And to think you were so shy to start with, look at you go!”
Xiaojun knows Guanheng is trying to throw him off. 10 hours of training had shown him that already. He kept his stance and held conversation as well as concentration.
“Well, when i’m paired with giant men to fight with, I've got to learn fast I guess.”
“Say, you wouldn’t want to go for a beer after this is over would you.”
“Trying to distract me won’t work Sir Guanheng.” Xiaojun says as he keeps his guard up.”
“Rats, I thought I had you figured out. But does the offer still stand to celebrate?”
“If I make it out here alive, maybe.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“I think you’re going a little too easy on me Guanheng.”
“Very well then. I shall use most my strength.”
“Jaehyun, you don’t think you can do me a little favour.”
“Depends.”
“Free beer on me tonight?”
“Deal.”
“Swappp!”
Johnny's anger was rising by the minute. Xiaojun was getting too confident in a span of a day. Jaehyun would change that.
“I think my fellow knights have been too easy on you. It’s time for a real challenge.”
Xiaojun didn’t want to admit he was a little terrified of Jaehyun. His hands trembled a little but he didn’t let his stance falter.
“We’ll see about that.”
As soon as Jaehyun’s sword met Xiaojun’s he already knew his strength and tactics he’d learnt a long the way were no match against Jaehyun. He struggled and lost his balance which caused him to fall over and bump into the tree.
“Hey Jaehyun, calm down a little.”
“Dude, did you really need to be a jerk like that.”
The knights surrounded them as one of them attended to Xiaojun.
“I don’t know what the fuss is about. We are all here to train. A little bump in the tree isn’t no bother.”
“For his size, it is.” Yuta buts in.
Xiaojun stops the tears from streaming down his cheeks. He didn’t want them to see him cry. Hed already been seen as pathetic for his height and all. He wanted to prove them wrong.
“It’s fine. I’m alright.”
“Enough of this nonsense fools. That’s enough training for today. Now go to your chambers. Get some rest and join for some beer.”
“Hey Xiaojun, would you care to join us tonight?” Yangyang says.
“After what happened out there, I don’t think so.”
“Oh come on, we should celebrate how much you’ve improved and it would be like a great welcome for you.”
“Hmm. Fine. Only for an hour.”
“My King, this prince is helpless. He truly would not survive on the battlefield. ”
“What do you mean. I had taken a look from afar and he seemed to be doing quite well for the first day.”
“Well he could barely survive Jaehyun. What makes you think he’ll survive on the battlefield.”
“His father wanted to bring him here so he became stronger. He might be King soon. What better way to defend a Kingdom than to have experience on the battlefield.”
“How could that pipsqueak become a King let alone defend his own on a battlefield.”
“Who knows. It is up to you to make sure he succeeds.”
“But my King, he barely survived training with one of my best knights. How would he handle a hundred of enemies.”
“Sir Johnny! I don’t know why you’re so persistent on not training him nor why you have such a hatred for him but this is an order. Whatever you’re feeling right now must be put aside.”
“Do you think he’s coming.” Yuta whispers to Yangyang.
“Definitely. He said he would.”
Soon Xiaojun walks through doors head low as he heads towards the knights. It would never not feel intimidating to walk towards the huge bunch despite the burst of confidence yesterday. He felt incredibly small .
“Ah shortcake you’ve finally arrived.”
“Must you call me that?”
“Well it suits you. Short. Sweet like a cake.” Yuta sends a flirtatious wink his way as he takes a sip from his glass of beer.
“Come here and take a seat. The others will be arriving soon.” Yangyang pats a space between him and Guanheng.
A few moments past before Xiaojun was drunkenly gigging, a glass of beer in one hand and the other covering his face cutely from the amount of laughter erupting. Yangyang’s arm was slightly around his waist as they both continuously chuckle at Guanheng and Yuta’s drunk dancing.
“Ahem.” A voice interrupts them.
Johnny.
“Oh Sir Johnny. T’was about time you arrived. U missed all the fun.”
“What on earth are you fools doing?”
“Dancing.”
“You should try it some time. Loosen up a little.” Yuta scoffs.
“Whatever, just make sure you’re not too hungover tomorrow.”
“Anyway I believe you owe me a beer Johnny.” Jaehyun interrupts, turning up behind him.
“For what?” Yangyang raises a brow.
“Well he said if I make Xiaojun slip up I’d get a free beer.”
“Are you serious?” Guanheng stops abruptly, drink almost slipping out his hand.
The other knights had also stopped what they were doing and the atmosphere, which was once joyful, had become awkward. Xiaojun couldn’t believe the words he was hearing,ears ringing from the buzz the beer had given. Sure he was drunk but not drunk to the point he couldn’t hear what Jaehyun had said.
“Is that true?”
“So what if it was. T’was only a little injury.”
“I don’t think you’re being fair with the boy Sir Johnny.”
‘If the weasel can’t take he is free to leave. No one is keeping him here.”
“Must you call him such names.”
“I’m only calling him what he is. What he acts like.”
Xiaojun tosses his glass of beer aside and marches to Johnny brows furrowed. He had enough of Johnny’s constant belittling and had ignored and endured it for far too long throughout the day.
“Just what is your problem with me? I didn’t ask to be here. I’m only trying my best.”
“If today is what you call your best then you must be mistaken.”
“I hope you know Sir Johnny. Whatever loathing feeling you have for me I feel for you too. I loathe you. I’ll make sure you know that for as long as I stay here.” Xiaojun says looking up Johnny, a finger pointed to his chest.
“If you think that that was even a speckling of a threat you better think otherwise.”
“Me. You. Training grounds. After a few days of training I shall surely reach your level.” Xiaojun didn’t know what courage he mustered to utter such words but rage was running through him.
“Oh how brave of you. If you insist.” Johnny says looking down at Xiaojun with a smirk.
The next few days Xiaojun trained and trained. He had stopped the small talk with the other knights and focused more on getting stronger. Anytime Johnny and Xiaojun met the other’s gaze their eyes burned through and lingered not wanting to turn away as it would be seen as weak.
“Can’t you feel the sexual tension through the air.”
“Yangyang, are you serious right now? They look like they want to kill each other.”
“Guanheng do you really think that? It’s so obvious Sir Johnny actually wants Xiaojun.”
“What makes you think that then?”
“Worrying about him getting hurt, being obsessed with how small he is. He masks it all with hate. Xiaojun is definitely intimidated by him. ”
“Hm. How long do you think it’ll take for them to realise?”
“A little over 2 weeks.”
“Bet on a free beer?”
“A weeks free beer!”
“Deal!”
The day had come for Johnny and Dejun to duel. A week had passed and their loathing for each other never stopped. It had fuelled their desire to destroy one another. Everyday they would purposely trip each other up when they passed ways or hide one another’s things. The other knights were baffled at the fact that they hated each other and saw this rather a lover’s quirl than hatred.
“You got this Dejun!” The knights cheered whilst secretly fearing for the boy’s life.
They all had some sort of confectionery in hand already gobbling it down with beer on the side benches eyes popping wide out their sockets waiting for the duel to commence.
“Damn shortcake really has it out for him.” Yuta says with a mouthful.
“Let’s have more faith. He’s actually been doing pretty well.” Hendery says.
“Shhh it’s starting.” Jaehyun says.
“Right then, let us begin.” Johnny says with confident strides to meet Dejun.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Dejun says pointing his sword towards Johnny.
The sounds of swords had clashed immediately, neither letting their gazes slip nor their stance. The knights had cheered Dejun on whilst Jaehyun’s vote lied with Johnny. It had started to rain but that didn’t stop them from going at each other.
Both Knights had tried numerous times to make the other fall to the floor or distract each other. Johnny had been shocked at how quick Dejun was at defending himself and withholding such a stance. Dejun was shocked with how much skill Johnny had compared to others but didn’t let that take his guard down. He had to do something. Use something to his advantage.
“You’re pretty strong Sir Johnny, shame you’re sort of a dick, I would let you take me out. More ways than one.”
“I beg your pardon pipsqeak?”
“Oh just look at you and look at me. It’d be easy to just toss me about everywhere, don't you think?” Dejun chuckles.
“I-“
Just as Johnny was about to respond, Dejun had gotten his leg and clashed it against Johnnys. He used all the strength he could muster to swing him down and toppled over him on impact. The Knights cheered as Dejun had successfully pinned Johnny on the ground. Even Jaehyun gave proud claps. Dejun had taken his helmet off, a proud smirk on his face.
“But. It’s a shame I loathe you so damn much.” Dejun says against Johnny before getting off and walking towards the Knights.
“Change of mind my King. I think Dejun is perfectly set for this week’s battle.”
“Are you sure Sir Johnny. It seems a little early for the boy. What about in a month's time as we’ve had more information being passed on to another set of enemies.”
“He’s ready.”
Johnny wanted nothing more than the boy’s smug face to be wiped off. He’d show him what it’s really like.
“The battlefield? Already? Are you sure Sir Johnny.” The Knights discussed amongst themselves worried for Dejun’s safety.
“Oh if the boy thinks he’s strong enough to beat me he can handle it. It’s final.”
“I can handle the battlefield.” A voice booms.
“Speak of the devil.”
“I will be ready and you will see. I can handle it and I think I’ll be fine.” Dejun turns to the Knights.
“Very well.” Johnny shrugs.
The battlefield was filled with screams and the sounds of swords and armour clashing together. The Knights were winning and Sir Johnny’s Knights were truly the strongest. Even Dejun had held up well.
“Stand your ground! Remember your training!” Johnny yells making sure no one slipped up.
“Only a few more to take down, let's show these bastards!” Yangyang yells.
“How are we holding up Shortcake?” Yuta says to Dejun as both of them fight beside each other.
“Quite well!” Dejun says breathlessly.
From a distance Dejun spots one of the other knights having some trouble with an enemy. He quickly takes the one he was fighting down and charges towards them. In one swift move he was knocked to the ground helmet wacked aside and a slash through his face. By the time this had happened the rest of the enemies had been taken out and Johnny looks to see the commotion.
Dejun was lying on the ground one hand to his face and the other to pick up his helmet. Johnny doesn’t know what takes over him but he immediately goes and knocks out the enemy who had done this.
“You fool! You know that can count as treason if you attack like this. The King would have your head.”
“It is not my fault he had charged at me.”
“He was only helping my side and you were looking like you wanted to actually kill.”
“Sir Winwin, what do you propose we do?”
“Let the bastard go for now. We’ll make sure to watch out for him. Now attend to your Knight. I will deliver the news.” Winwin pats his shoulder and goes towards Dejun.
“Your bravery won’t be overlooked and might I add you fought quite well for a short amount of training.” Despite blood dripping from his face, Dejun blushes a little at the praise as Winwin turns to leave.
“What on earth were you thinking?” Johnny says attending to Dejun.
“I wanted to prove myself worthy. You thought a pipsqueak like me couldn’t handle it but I did.” Dejun smirks.
“For someone who’s face just got slashed you sure are holding up pretty well.” Johnny says surprisingly.
“Uh I hate to break whatever this is but mustn’t we go get him some stitches before anything comes severe?” Guanheng raises an eyebrow eyeing between the two.
Dejun was sat in his chambers lying on his bed. The Knights had insisted he should take a days rest to let himself heal. Everyone except Johnny. They had still hated each other even after yesterday’s incident. Just as he flutters his eyes shut a loud knock booms on his door.
“It’s Sir Johnny, open immediately!”
Dejun scoffs and gets up to unlock the doors.
“Do you really think you can skip a day of training just because of a face slash that may I add is already healing.”
“It was the Knights and doctor who insisted so I must.” Dejun shrugs, heading back to his bed.
Just as Dejun takes a few steps he’s grabbed back by his wrist.
“Do you really have to be so smug. You may be a prince but you came here as a Knight and will be treated as such.”
“Just what is your problem with me hm? I haven’t done anything wrong and I’ve tried countless times to prove myself and yet here you are marching in and-“
Dejun’s rambles were cut off by Johnny’s lips claiming his. He didn’t know what came over him but he immediately clasped his hands around Johnny’s neck for purchase as he kissed back. He went on his tiptoes to try to move deeper into the kiss. Johnny chuckled against his lips and swiftly grabbed his waist and hoisted Dejun’s legs either side of him. They broke the kiss as they got closer to the bed gasping for air.
“What the fuck was that.” Dejun says, his hot breath against Johnny’s neck.
“No idea but I would like to continue if you don’t mind.”
“Oh I would love for you to continue.”
Johnny roughly lays Dejun on the bed and Dejun can’t help but whine at how easily he’s being handled.
“Luckily we’re not in our armour attire it would’ve been more awkward getting all that off.”
“Oh shut up and take your shit off before I rip it off.” Johnny says as he takes his own off.
Dejun can’t help but gawk at Johnny’s defined abs and the dark trail above his underwear leading to his bulge.
“Didn’t I say to hurry and undress otherwise I’ll rip it off?”
“What’s stopping you?” Dejun quirks a brow with a smirk pried up on his elbows.
Johnny rips apart Dejun’s shirt with ease and tugs down his jeans. He kneads the soft flesh of Dejun’s thighs and Dejun moans at the touch.
“How cute.”
Dejun flushes hiding his face with his hands. Johnny grabs them and pins them on either side.
“I want you to look at me whilst I fuck you. Where’d that smugness go from before?”
“Well when you have your abs and cock on display whilst touching up my thighs close to my cock that’s pretty fucking hard Johnny.”
“Whatever. Spread your legs open for me like a good pretty boy.”
“And you expect me to keep eye contact when you say things like that.”
“Do you have to be such a brat?”
Dejun scoffs as he spreads his legs and Johnny can’t help but groan at the sight of his pretty pink hole.
“It’s gonna be easier to slide in if I eat you out.” Johnny says holding Dejun’s legs further apart.
“You’re just saying that as an excuse. I know you want a taste.” Dejun chuckles.
“As a matter of fact I do.”
Almost immediately Johnny dips in between Dejun’s thighs and gives a lick from his rim to his balls and alongside the length of his dick. He goes to rub Dejun’s nipples and run his hands across his abs. Dejun throws his head back and goes to tug Johnny’s hair jaw going slack from pleasure coursing through him.
“Why why didn’t I ask for this earlier.”
“Probably because you were too busy being a bitch.” Johnny says before going to swirl his tongue around Dejun’s hole.
“You were being one too.” Dejun says words slurring a little from the build up of pleasure.
“Can you shut up a little before I gag you with something.”
“What’s stopping you? Gag me.” Dejun says with a smirk.
Johnny gets his underwear and stuffs it in Dejun’s mouth making sure he could taste the wet patch from his cock leaking pre cum beforehand. Dejun moans as Johnny continues working his tongue and adds a finger thrusting inside of him. He uses his freehand to work Dejun’s cock thumb rubbing on the tip. The combination had Dejun gripping the sheets and arching his back a little as Johnny swirled his tongue in his hole and sucked on his balls, moving his hand along his length expertly.
“Close.So close.” Dejun muffled
Johnny had immediately stopped his actions and Dejun let out a frustrated whine. The underwear is taken out his mouth and he throws Johnny a death glare.
“Why did you stop I was almost there.” Dejun chokes out.
“If I let you finish I wouldn’t be able to fuck you. Stop being a brat and be a little patient.” Johnny scoffs.
“Well get to it we haven’t got all day.”
“I want you to suck me off first.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Dejun rolls his eyes leaning up a little.
Johnny goes closer and Dejun sticks his tongue out mouth open wide.
“You’re fucking crazy.”
Johnny slips the tip in Dejun’s mouth and Dejun takes it in suckling on the cockhead and swirling his tongue. He licks at the slit and Johnny groans at the sight and feeling of his warm mouth.
“You’ll let me fuck your face right?”
Dejun nods and moans on his length in response and steadies himself. Johnny grips his hair and stuffs his face full moaning at how good Dejun’s mouth feels along with the fact that this small boy had no gag reflex and took it all so well.
“I need to fuck you now.”
“What are you waiting for.”
Dejun spreads his legs and goes to spread his pucker open and Johnny roughly moves his hand aside and pushes his cock in. Dejun’s hole greedily swallows it and Dejun muffles his whine in the pillows at the delicious feeling of being stretched open and filled.
“You’re such a little whore. I bet you only came here to be fucked hm? You knew this place would be filled with men wanting to fuck you.”
Dejun couldn’t form words to respond as Johnny fucked him harder and faster hitting that sweet spot that made his eyes cross and back arch as he gripped the sheets harder.
“Fuck Sir Johnny. Right there.” Dejun moans.
“Whatever Princess wants.” Johnny says as he fucks deeper into Dejun.
He repeatedly hits Dejun’s prostrate one hand holding him by the waist and the other having one leg hoisted over the shoulder to fuck into him at a better angle.
“I’m so close. You want me to release inside.”
“Fuck yes Johnny I need to be filled.”
Johnny picks up the pace chasing his high and Dejun wraps his arms around his neck pulling them closer and deeper. He kisses him passionately against the lips and neck and this makes Johnny lose it completely. He shoots his load deep inside Dejun and fucks him harder through his high whilst fisting Dejun’s cock. It doesn’t take long for Dejun to let go and he moans finally getting his release and painting both their chests white.
Johnny slips out and lies against Dejun who whines at the sudden empty feeling. He could feel some of Johnny’s cum slipping out his gaping hole and squeezes his thighs tightly.
“What was that?” Johnny says breathlessly.
“The fuck of my lifetime. Who knew hate would bring all this.”
“Do we still hate each other?”
“Now that I have no idea about.”
“We should probably get dressed and meet the others.”
“Okay but first I want to rest. You took all my energy.”
Dejun snuggles up against Johnny’s chest and he can’t help but chuckle patting his head and putting his arm around him as they doze off.
“They were so loud. I fear Shortcake might not be able to walk.”
“Ugh gross.”
“You owe me a week of free beer Guanheng.”
“You bet about this?” Jaehyun says in disgust.
“Now you are not one to talk.”
The bar was filled with laughter. Everyone was celebrating Dejun’s success as a Knignt. Dejun was sitting on Johnny’s lap as they were chugging down beer and watching the others dance and talk amongst themselves.
“Hey Hendery remember? You gotta get me a beer!” Yangyang yells.
“Why does Hendery owe you a beer?” Dejun quirks a brow.
“We bet about if you guys would fuck or not.” Yangyang says bluntly.
“Oh Shortcake with how loud you were you think we wouldn’t know?”
“Plus Johnny looks happier now.” Guanheng chuckles.
“You guys are gonna have to do some extra laps next training.” Johnny says bluntly before looking back at Xiaojun giving him a wink.