Blushing in happiness, Michelle hugged Baek once again. "For a short moment, I felt like a bride..."

"You sure are beautiful as one," the Korean whispered and held her gently.

"You..." 'sounded like a husband... how lovely.' "...are so kind." she purred in his arms.

"Trying to be..."

"You don't have to try..." Chang kissed him and gently pulled Baek to sit on the bed next to her, still holding his hand in hers. "...because you are kind and caring person, in a way. I can feel it."

He kissed her back, gently but with passion. Embraced and kissed by the Tae Kwon Do master, Michelle slowly leaned back, soon the Korean gentleman partially lying on her.

"Not too heavy?" he asked.

"Oh no... I'm alright. ...you're so warm..."

Adjusting himself so her hipbone didn't dig into him, Baek let out a breath right into her ear. The warm breeze slightly turned her on more, making her hold Baek closer, tighter than before.

'I feel... like a young schoolgirl...' the thought of being young and about to experience the first time, though it was imagination, made Michelle redder on the cheeks.

Humming in appreciation, his hands wandered around, touching what he could, without hurry. He had seen those youngsters make out in the streets, everything had to happen so fast for them.

"You are..."

"Yes, Baek?" she gazed back at him.

"...beautiful, Michelle..."

"...Oh you..." she giggled a little, not really being used to compliments from others than Julia. He rolled them over, never taking his eyes off of her. Surprised a bit, Michelle let out a small whimper as Baek suddenly changed their positions. Now able to caress her more freely, he let his hands travel beneath her shirt.

"You have...cold hands..." she blushed and assisted him, setting his hands on her breasts that were warm, almost hot.

"Warm them, then?" he chuckled, fondling the pair in his hands.

"I planned to..." she smiled back and slowly took off her shirt and bra. "...they should be warm enough..."

"Very..." Smiling to her, he pulled Michelle close again, now warm hands reaching over her curves to rest on the hips. There was so much he wished to say, but didn't have the words. How happy he felt, not that lonely anymore. How much he had yearned to have somebody there for him...

Baek's strong and warm hands on her felt lovely, heartwarming. Once again pulling her to a kiss, all sense of time vanished. There was just them. Nothing more.

Her strong yet delicate hands were gently placed on the Korean's cheeks as they kissed. The room was heating up slowly but they weren't in a hurry.

Excitement building up in a leisure pace, his hands roamed over her curves, holding her close, soothing strained muscles beneath that satin smooth skin of hers.

"I... haven't done this... in a while..." she said suddenly, blushing. "...but I wouldn't choose to be anywhere else than here with you... right now."

"Ashamed to admit, I don't remember the last time..." As awkward it was to admit, he wasn't quite sure.

"Me neither..." she had been lonely quite many years, without a man.

Carefully he rolled them over again, starting a trail of kisses down from her neck, over her soft breasts, downwards until his hands met the waistband of her jeans. Opening them slowly, he looked up with a gentle look on his face. Gone was that stern teacher he was.

Smiling back, Michelle helped Baek to undress her from her jeans. Seeing the situation as bit unfair, Baek pulled off his own shirt. Taking in the sight of him half naked made Michelle blush more. Never had she seen him like that, so... hot.

Noticing her appreciative look, he fought down a blush of his own.

"Still so handsome..." Michelle purred and gently yanked his pants. "Want me to help you with these?"

"If you wish so."

After he was helped out of his trousers, underwear disappearing while at it, Baek let out a shuddering breath as her hand found his hardness. As a "revenge", he slunk his own hand down to Michelle's panties.

"Hey you..." she kept purring and leaned to gently inhale his hard little friend in her warm mouth. Humming in delight, he had to close his eyes. Michelle did her best to please Baek, being careful not to bite or suck him too hard. Hand caressing her hips, the Korean fought to keep his eyes open. Fire. Felt like everything was on fire. This was the other side of the coin.

Her deep eyes gazed up on the Korean as Michelle took care of Baek with her soft warm and wet tongue, wondering what the man was thinking.

"Michelle..." he gently pulled her off and into a kiss.

"...Did it feel good enough?" she asked after their kiss, her hand still caressing him up and down.

"Very. I don't want to finish just yet..." his fingers played non-existing notes along her skin and eventually dove down between her thighs. Closing her eyes, Michelle leaned against him, cheeks glowing red in lust. The rush of something that seeing her like this took over his mind. This was what -he- did to her. He hoped he was the only one. Baek blinked at the train of his thoughts.

"I haven't felt this good in ages..." she purred, leaving kisses on his torso.

"Glad to hear..." He hooked his damp fingers beneath the elastic of her panties and with her generous help, he took them off her person. Now she was completely bare for his touch and gaze. No imperfections were marring her. Baek helped her so straddle his hips again, his arousal brushing against her weeping core. And like an old pro, she guided him in, sitting on slowly. Barely remembering to breathe, the Korean wrapped his arms around her waist. Perfectly tight, soft, hot and smooth. That's how she felt. Once she had got him all in, Michelle dared to let her breath out in pleased sigh. Watching her with dark eyes, Baek smiled to her.

Giving her time, he ran his hands up and down her thighs. Slowly she started to move up and back down again, her hands on Baek's chest. Whispering endearments in Korean, he locked his gaze with hers. Michelle didn't understand a word he was saying but sensed he meant well, smiling for him while enjoying the slow ride. Baek cupped her face with his hands, brushing the flushed cheeks with his thumbs. Sighing in pleasure she felt within, Michelle turned her head a bit to kiss those fingers caressing her still so soft cheeks. Legs bent for better leverage, he smiled to the woman.

"You... feel so perfect..."

"So do you... so good..."

The room was hot and filled with the sounds of their gentle lovemaking. Soft sighs and faint mewls.

After some time, Michelle gently climbed off to change their position as she lay down next to Baek, feeling a bit cold until she took him in herself again, now being in the Korean's arms. Baek kissed her passionately, holding her tightly to his body. Drawn to that moment, Michelle felt a sting pierce her heart as if she had been hit by an arrow. It didn't feel painful, nothing like an heartattack, she wasn't that old for sure... She wanted to stay there, with him, now and maybe... for the rest of her life.

Pleasure building up, he carefully switched their position again, this time being on top. Part of him didn't want this moment to end. She pushed herself in sync with his thrusts, biting her lower lip gently, purring.

"Oh you..." he gasped and picked up the pace a little.

"What..? Do I drive you...crazy?"

"Yes..."

"You're also... the fuel to my fire..."

"You feel... on fire..."

"Mh...It's 'cause I'm close..."

Doubling his efforts, he buried his face against her neck.

"...Baek..." Michelle called his name gently when she came on him, her hands around his waist. Not lasting any longer himself, he returned her embrace.

"Michelle..."

"I'm sorry... I came too soon..."

"Not... really..." he whispered and kissed his way up to her lips.

"Aw, hope I didn't melt you..."

He couldn't help but laugh. She was surprised, looking at him. "Eh, Baek..?"

"Need to check?" He brushed sweaty strands of her hair off from her forehead. She blushed again, like a schoolgirl.

"..."

"Am I too heavy?" Baek asked.

"Not at all... You've seen me throw larger men than you..."

"True. I feel so... warm and happy..."

"Me too... I could just... stay here forever."

"We still need your bags from the hotel..." he mumbled and pulled himself separate from her. Letting out a whimper, she hid her face to the pillow.

'He could have waited a bit longer...'

"You alright?" He pulled her into his arms again.

"You... could have waited a bit longer... but I'm fine, really."

"I'm sorry..."

"It's alright." she got up to dress.

"Where's the fire?" Baek asked and sat up, a little disappointed.

"Uh?" she turned to look at him, only in her panties.

"Come here..." The Korean martial arts master had climbed beneath his bedcovers and was lifting them invitingly. Smiling, Michelle got back on the bed and under covers.

"Don't you dare leave now..." he said softly and tucked them both in.

"Why would I? It's my lucky day, handsome."

With a smile, he settled them comfortably, relishing the feeling of someone next to him.