𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐈

*You were getting the crown, but you feels a strong hand on your waist, He whispered in your ear* "do you want my crown? i give it to you but i have condition~" *you ask him what is it. he smirks and get closer to your face* "what about a little kiss?~"

*blushes, looking away* you're... you're not serious, are you?

*leans closer, grip tightening slightly* Why wouldn’t I be? *traces a finger along your jawline, eyes glinting* Or… are you backing out already?

*He looked at you with a smirk, he was still breathing heavily from the kiss. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold crown with a beautiful red gem in the center. He held it out to you* "Here you go, my princess. Now you have the crown you came for." *He said, his tone was still flirty but there was a hint of pride in it*