Hae Su's finger tips grazed against his nipple. She rolled the tip between her fingers and Wang So groaned, loud enough to startled the both of them. In that tiny country cabin, all the air rushed out of the room. The night air was so still that she only heard the sound of insects and the ragged breathing in her own chest. So grabbed her wrist and croaked out.

"Su-ah, do not do this to me, if you cannot see this to the end."

She felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down at the abyss. Could she take the dive? Her heart, pounding like a hammer on an anvil in her chest.

Searching her eyes for an answer, Wang So noticed how her lips were parted, her eyes glassy. She looked like she was under a spell. Was it really him that affected her this much? He wanted to try his luck, again. He had tried so many times before. Grabbing her by the waist, he drew her close. Hae Su's breath hitched. He was unaware that Su felt so attracted to him.

He reached out with his hand and caressed against her shoulder, slowly sliding up to her neck; his thumb tracing around the lines of her face. His entire body was taut, like a spring about to pop. The slight pressure of Hae Su's hands made him even more excited as they smoothed themselves against his chest, her palm skimming all over him. Her eyes were steady and her voice was husky.

She decided to take the plunge.

"Your Highness, I don't think I ever want to be apart from you again."

Wang So felt the bottom drop out of his chest. Hae Su had arrived. They were finally on the same page. He was her friend first, then her protector second, and now she accepted him as her lover. He felt light headed. He was fine with waiting for her, dreaming of her, thinking of her. But this was the real. Hae Su had finally come to him.

He craved her; she was the part of him that no one else knew, the very part that was stashed away and rejected by his mother, his father, and even himself. Those rare bits were only for her. No one else had seen him. No one wanted to see him. From the moment he pulled her onto his horse, Hae Su was on his mind, whether he was in denial of it or not. He held her face, marveling at the pouty mouth, the milky skin, but it was her eyes that always made him feel like a man. They were soft and she blinked back the wetness that had filled the corners.

"Hae Su. Say it again. I want to hear you say it again." He was still in disbelief.

"I want you so much, Wang So."

He sighed like a man close to death and lowered his mouth to Hae Su's waiting lips. The softness of her open mouth welcoming him, yielding to the pressure of his passion; he didn't know it could be like this.

Pulling back for a second, he searched her face, remembering the awful moment where he forced himself on her. He looked for forgiveness but all he saw was Su's half parted lips, lustfully swollen and her eyes half-lidded. This was a Su he had never seen before, not in real life. He had imagined this how she would look, a half smile at her lips. Her pink tongue darted out and licked her lower lip. He couldn't look away, she was more erotic than a thousand books, than any gisaeng he had ever seen. Her face was as beautiful as the moon. He felt her small hands tugging at the back of his neck, Hae Su wanted more.

More than the kingdom, and more than his mother's love, Wang So wanted her for years. But today, Su returned his invitation. He knew that she would be worth the wait.

"Sweet, so sweet." He murmured as Hae Su whimpered into his mouth. "You have bewitched me, Su-ah. I can think of no one else."

The soft noises of pleasure Hae Su made went straight to his groin. He let his tongue fall into her mouth, where it tangled with Su's. Digging into her hair, his fingers quickly undid her braids so that her silky curtain of black hair fell around her shoulders. Her sweet little tongue darting into his mouth. They tasted each other, slowly, luxuriously. Wang So never wanted to breath again without the taste of Hae Su on his mouth. In his wildest dreams, he never knew it would be like flying, with her hot mouth on his, her scent in his nose, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she deepened their kiss. She was an active kisser. Enjoying him, making noises of pleasure in the back of her throat. He had his hand on the back of her head, but he didn't control them. Hae Su was kissing him like she didn't need air. Wang So felt the blood rushing to his cock, and he felt himself grinding his hardness into her hips.

Hae Su lips were swollen and her breath hitched at a faster speed than ever. She felt so heady. The intensity of their physical chemistry had finally come to a head. The few times that they kissed only hinted at this combustion. Hae Su took a deep ragged breath.

She moaned, relishing the taste of him. Wang So tasted metallic like sweat, and earthy like leather, an exciting and male mixture that tasted as good as wine. His tongue was heavy in Hae Su's mouth, and her tongue darted around the slippery organ, diving and playing with the taste of each other. She let out a little whine when Wang So's hand gripped her jeobori and ripped it from her shoulders. He was chafing to touch her. Once he had a square inch of her, he wanted the rest. All of it, for himself. He kissed along her shoulders, his hands spreading everywhere, tracing the lines of her arms. Kissing along her collarbone, his only obstacle was a band of fabric. She was only in her sokchima, a band of fabric still wrapped high around her chest. Digging his fingers under the fabric, Wang So rolled the tight fabric over her chest so that her breasts were exposed. Hae Su blushed immediately.

"Can I?" His thumbs rubbed against her nipples and she felt the sensation straight in the throbbing of her clit. Wang So found the ribbon that tied sokchima together and he yanked it hard. The fabric fell from her body and Hae Su was left standing naked in front of him. In the dim light, her body was outlined in a fine gold. She had a delicate build, creamy shoulders and a narrow rib cage, making her seem much smaller than she was. His eyes raked over her body and he noticed that her nipples were already pebbled and hard.

He immediately knelt to the ground, a worshipper at her temple. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Wang So kissed her stomach, while he pawed a handful of her ass. As his fingers splayed across her bottom, finding their way between her cheeks. His long middle fingers found her wet cunt and began to stroke the lips of her pussy from behind. He looked up at her, noting how her rapidly her breathing had become. Her deep shuddering breaths made her breast bounce hypnotically.

"So-ah! You are making me crazy." She panted as his hands pushed her legs further apart. She could barely stand.

Hae Su dug her hands into his hair. They were both on fire. His mouth made a hot trail of kisses from her stomach up to her sternum. When he finally stood up again, Wang So looked like a man in the desert, seeing an oasis for the first time. She knew almost all of his expressions. Now, he leaned over her, like he was holding a tight reign on the animal inside him. She noted how his shoulders rippled with tension. Hae Su was mesmerized. Maybe more excited than scared. She traced one scar after another. His body was riddled with forgotten wounds, each one a different way he had survived.

"This one? How did you get this? "

Wang So froze. His scars were always a sore point for him. They represented every single awful even in his life. He tried to forget them. Even in the bath, he rarely looked at his body. But now that he looked down and saw Hae Su kiss every single scar like it was precious to her, he had a change of heart.

Her light finger tips dragged across his abdomen. Glancing up, she noticed how Wang So was absolutely still, like his focus was only on the points where she was touching him. He responded by pushing himself into her. She nuzzled into his neck, using her tongue to taste the salty hollow in his collar bone. His hands drifted across her bare back and he let himself feel the velvet sensation of her tongue on his skin.

So's hands circle her waist, marveling at how small she was. Her breathing grew ragged as his circle of his hands slowly ascended each delicate rib until he arrived at the swell at the bottom of her breasts. His thumbs followed the curves and used his forefinger and thumb to pinch her nipples. Lowering his head down to her bosom, Wang So took the right nipple into his mouth and sucked the sensitive tip against his teeth. Her legs immediately buckled.

"Ah!" Hae Su cried, the electric shock of his mouth now firmly planted on her breasts. His tongue lapped her rosy peaks, hard and warm. She tasted salty and he began to smell her womanly musk. Rolling the tip with his tongue, he used his teeth to scrape the nipple. She hissed with excitement. Hae Su was panting and she felt the a trickle of moisture between her legs, pooling.

Wang So had never been so hard before. He felt his cock straining against the confines of his pants. In one fluid motion, Wang So hitched her hips onto his so that she wrapped her legs around him and lowered them to the nearby futon. He sat back in front of her and opened her thighs. Hae Su trembled. She licked her lips, suddenly aware of how dry her mouth had become.

He held her legs open and he stared at her sex, without a thought to propriety. She was his woman and he wanted to see every single square inch of her.

"Su-ah, don't you dare close your legs." He held firm as she tried to hide. "You're beautiful down here.

He tangled his fingers in her soft dark bush and brushed his thumb lightly around the outside of her beautiful cunt. He enjoyed seeing Hae Su blush violently. But he meant every word. Her pussy was lovely, a dark pink rose with many petals unfolding at her center.

So took her naked form in: her hair in a wide spray across the futon, her small rib cage dipped into her sharp waist, her elegant breasts with her upturned nipples, her curvy hips leading down to her lovely legs. She was spread eagle for him.

"Do you-" Hae Su asked, "you like my body? My leg-" She was nervous. Wang So grinned and nodded.

"Su-ah." He crawled between her legs and kissed each mound of her breasts. "I've been dreaming about this for years. I've imagined how you looked, how I would touch you, stroke you everywhere. How wet you would be. How wet I'm going to make you. I'm going to do it all night, Su-ah. Prepare yourself."

"You are?" Her question died in her throat.

He slide his hand down to her surprisingly curvy hips and his hands went behind her to knead into her ass. He gently bent her legs back. Hae Su whimpered. She had never been this exposed before. Wang So seemed hell bent on seeing every single thing she had ever tried to hide from a man. Her prince didn't care. He wanted to touch her, taste her, he was going to be everywhere.

Using the pad of his fingers, he dipped inside Hae Su, testing her softness, delighting in the wetness that met his hands. He watched her teacup breasts heave up and down the faster he stroke against her folds.

When he parted her sex and lowered his mouth onto her, she screamed one long piercing cry. He tapped her clitoris lightly and Hae Su was gone. Coaxing her clitoris out in a matter of seconds, the sensation of his finger rotating her little sex organ was too much. His warm tongue licked up and down her slit and Hae Su felt her blood rush everywhere. Her face was on fire, she felt a surge of pleasure at the place where his mouth was latched onto her. Her hands gripped into Wang So's hair like a death grip as she moaned his name.

"So-ah! So-ah! Oh God!"

Flicking his tongue against her swollen bud of nerves, Wang So smiled; she was so wet. He could be between her legs for weeks and never come up for air. Her slick folds tasted like rain, she was wet like the sea. Her folds spread open like petals of a flower, for him. He was eager to bury himself into the center of that flower. Her scent, the intoxicating smell of her sex, only made him harder. He groaned as he felt his cock pulsing with unreleased sperm. Barely holding on, he tried to think of things that weren't Hae Su's flowering bud under his mouth. Her hips tilted up on their own accord and Hae Su weakly reach out to hold Wang Su's head against her pussy. Wang So took a break from eating her as thoroughly as dessert to glance at her face.

"Aish, Su-ah. How can you be this wet."

He playfully admonished her. Her only response was to clamp her legs around his hand. He smiled wickedly at her and sat up to observe her. His other hand dipped into his pants and he gripped himself. He jerked his penis a few times, but his attention remained on Hae Su. His middle finger stretched deep inside her and found the spongy soft spot at the top of her innermost chamber. He rubbed it lightly and Hae Su's sodden pussy suddenly contracted around his hand. With a suddenly yelp, she sat up and grabbed his his shoulder as she spasmed around his hand. He held her gaze as she came, her eyes huge and her mouth open in an "o". When she finally squeeze her eyes shut in the final throes of her orgasm, he released his hand from deep inside Hae Su and let her collapse against his chest.

"Su-ah? Hae Su-ah? Are you okay?"

"I ca-came. I came so hard." She was breathless, a mess, trembling with the last few rolling sensations of her orgasm. He laughed to himself lightly, but preened with pride that he had left her in such a state. Hae Su saw his wide grin and she started laughing too.

"If I had known you could do that, your Highness, I would have been your girlfriend a long time ago."

"What is a girl, friend? You are my person, not my female friend."

She had a tiny smile on her face, her eyes were bright and she had a fine sheen of sweat all over her body. Bits damp hair clung to her body, black hair like rivulets of water were plastered against her breasts, across her neck. Wang So mouth was as dry as the desert-she looked like water goddess, freshly emerged from spring. He was paralyzed by her gaze. Her eyes were clear and steady as she got as close as humanly possible. She licked her lips and settled in his lap, her wet cunt directly above his painfully hard cock. She wrapped her legs around him as she sat on him. Wang so felt the thin layer of fabric between her hot pussy and his pulsing cock, but the fabric dampened and began to tug at his skin. He held her waist as she moved slowly against him and locked into his gaze.

No one else existed in the world but Hae Su at this moment. Her eyes were infinite, dark, and encompassing. He saw himself, his future, his children, in her eyes. His hands went to the back of her head and he pulled her into another kiss. They were flush together, mouth to mouth, breast to chest, his hands traveled up and down her back, feeling every vertebrae and finely moulded shoulder blade. He wanted to memorize her body with his hands. Suddenly she gasped and threw back her head as he lowered his mouth down to her breasts to suck at the tops of her breasts again. They were in the plainest room he had ever seen in his life, but no palace in Goryeo could compare to where he was. Hae Su was naked, gloriously flushed from her orgasm. He could smell sex in the air, it smelled like sweat and fluids, salty and warm.

"You are my person." Hae Su kissed him lightly on the nose, as warm as a summer's day. He froze, his hand around her waist and he let the feeling of Hae Su loving him wash over. His stomach tightened unbearably as she continued kissing over his face. There was such a sweetness between them. She brushed her lips on every single line of the scar on his face. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as she kept up her rotating hips. Her pink mouth was open as her little teeth lightly bit his lower lip. He took a sharp intake of breath. Wang So felt a hundred emotions at once. He wanted to pound himself relentlessly into her, to claim her, so that she would never be anyone else's. But he also wanted to be as tender to her as she was. Even now, she wasn't scared of him. She didn't know how much animal he felt when she treated him like this. Her small pink tongue escaped her mouth and licked the outside of his earlobes, teasing him, with her teeth she worried the sensitive lob of flesh. He felt the stir of his baser instincts. She whispered into his ear.

"Do you want me?"

"Su-ah, do not play if you're not ready." His voice was strained and desperate. She felt him squirm underneath her. He drew her closer and closer to his lap where his cock was waiting.

"My prince. Please."

Wang So lifted her up and place her back on the futon and quickly shed the fabric constricting him. He stood in front of her. Her eyes widen a little, he was huge. She realized what Wang So meant by prepare yourself. He was preparing her for his entrance.

To his surprise, Hae Su acted first, she grasped his penis firmly in her hands.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

She looked up at him and wordlessly used the tip of her tongue to lick the head of his erection. The glossy head dripped slightly with cum, she lightly cupped his balls and used her hands to stroke him up and down.

"Su-ah, stop. You cannot do this."

She smiled like a cat and placed a soft kiss against the shaft, sending him almost over the edge. She could feel the the jism rushing in the veins of his penis. He made a strangled sound in his chest.

"No. I don't want that." Wang So firmly pushed her back onto the futon and crawled over to her to cover her body with his, settling himself between her legs. Hae Su sighed with satisfaction when she felt the weight of his body against hers. She missed the weight of a man. Her man.

His hands smoothed down the right thigh, skimming over her soft skin. Bending her right knee back, Wang So looked worried for a second.

"Is this okay? What about your legs?"

Hae Su nodded. He held himself above her, only a few inches away from sealing the distance, he leaned down and devoured her mouth, plunging his tongue into her. She felt him resting near her wet opening, and inched a little further down to invite him in.

"Su-ah." He stopped himself and traced the lines of her face with his finger tips.

"I want you, inside me."

With that, Wang So's eyes went dark with passion. He held her legs open in a wide butterfly and pushed himself into her with one long silky stroke until there was no daylight between them. Hae Su's eyes widened. He was so big. She felt her insides stretch as he filled her to the hilt. There was a dull kind of pain inside her. Hae Su gasped. Oh god, she was a virgin. She didn't even remember that this body was a virgin.

"Su-ah?" He saw the wince of pain on her face and stopped his thrusting to pulled out.

He looked at the bed and saw a few drops of blood.

"Hae Su-ah, this is your first time? I am your first lover?"

Wang So was grinning and Hae Su grimaced. In this era, men took too much pleasure devirginizing people. His expression of awe and glee did make her chuckle.

"Yes. It's my first time. But I didn't tell you to stop."

Wang So was shocked. He had been told all his life that virgins felt pain. He wasn't one because princes were always given prostitutes very early on to learn about the female body. He had a one kindly courtesan who taught him more about female pleasure than his own. He was grateful to his teacher now.

He kissed her again, fondling her breasts and preparing her. He lapped at her neck, nipping on the sensitive skin and traveling south. His hands were everywhere, squeezing her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples, cupping her ass. Where his teeth scraped against her breasts, a bloom of pink made her look even more vulnerable. He marked her everywhere. Wang So only grew harder with the knowledge that he was her first.

He rose up, still kneeling and parted her legs again, he placed her legs on either side of his chest so that he was aligned perfectly with her pussy. Hae Su got onto the back of her elbows, her lips were slightly parted and she was apprehensive that she could take him. He was large and the first time was painful, even after her orgasm. She backed away, nervous. This time, Wang So came after her, like the predator he was. He growled when she tried to back away.

"No. You are mine."

His thumb went to her clit and rubbed the tender bud until he heard the her sticky wetness in the still of the night. She had tears in her eyes as she came again. He knew that in the midst of her orgasm, he would not hurt her. Without breaking eye contact, he pushed himself into her again, this time he held her hips against his and thrusted himself, hard; he slid home. Hae Su started screaming.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Your highness. Please. My prince. Oh god. Yes!"

Everytime he thrusted, she cried with relief. Her prince was everywhere, he was in mouth, in her pussy, every single part of him had left her scorched. She was filled with him and she ached when it was gone. Hae Su never stopped looking at him as he thrusted inside her. He possessed her thoroughly. Her face went from amazement to pleasure, cycling through the the full gamut of emotions; So eyes were locked onto her face, he couldn't stop taking pleasure watching her.

She looked at where they were joined, and she was fascinated by the sight of his girth, stretching her, the smoothness of their union, even as the he drilled into her with passion. She looked down at her body, at how her breasts bounced with each thrust. Her elbows buckled and she fell back onto the futon. Wang So followed her and pressed her knees to her shoulders so that she was pretzeled in half, she was completely open to his thrusts. This time, Hae Su gripped her hands on his shoulders, clinging on for dear life. His head was buried on her shoulder and he bit the meat between her neck and shoulder. The sharp contrast of pain with the slippery wet pleasure of her groin made her cry out again.

With her ankles around his shoulders, Hae Su felt him pounding inside her, deeper than ever. He looked at her face, her eyes were squeezed shut, like she was riding the feeling of them together.

"Su-ah, open your eyes. I want you too look at me." He growled.

Her eyes slowly opened. So had stopped pumping himself into her for the time being. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hands.

"Look at me while I'm inside you." He demanded.

She nodded weakly and Wang So slammed himself into her again. He let her legs slide from his shoulders so that her knees were still open by his side. His rhythm grew faster and faster. Her thighs quivered as she tried to wrap her legs around him. Hae Su moaned, low in her chest.

"Please Wang So, be sweet to me. Be sweet."

She gasped out as he held both of her hands, her ankles locked around his ass, holding him close as he fucked her deep and slow. They never broke eye contact. The tension begin building in her body, she was wetter than ever and his cock was buried deep as her muscles relaxed.

She hadn't been fucked like this in years. Her hands wandered down to her clitoris as Wang So watched. He kissed her, deep, until her lungs burned with the lack of oxygen. He was everywhere around her, inside her body and soul, the feeling of being filled up by her lover, again and again was incredible. Hae Su broke off the kiss for air, and pulled him closer. She placed her hands on either side of his face. She watched his face, closely, his eyes were dark, pupils huge. She leaned up and nipped him her mouth. It was too much sensations, so Wang So grabbed her wrists and held them above her head. With his other hand, he held her ass in place so that she couldn't escape his deep thrusts. She gave in to what he wanted, it was pure freedom to be pinned and fucked.

"So hot. Tight. Sweet. Wet. So wet for me." Wang So was incoherent. He had never imagined how this would feel. To be completely given to Hae Su. He might be the one penetrating, but she completely encompassed him.

Hae Su felt the rising pressure of her orgasm build, her back arched as her walls started squeezing him in the rhythm of her orgasm. Wang So couldn't hold out for much longer and he felt himself at the razor's edge. He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her off the bed, and slammed her onto his cock for a few more thrusts, so that he could enjoy the view of her breasts bouncing for him. He thrusted a few more times and kissed her passionately as he spent himself in her.

When he finally rolled off of her, they laid side by side, his hands lingering on the the graceful lines of her body. He couldn't stop touching her, he never wanted to stop. Leaning over, he started kissing her shoulders again, laying a trail of soft kisses up to the pulse point in her neck.

"Was I okay?" She smiled, uncertain. She had not made love to a man in many years and now that she was naked and vulnerable in front of Wang So, she wanted the safety of reassurance.

"I've dreaming about you." Wang So traced the lines of her face. "I've wanted you since that birthday party for Eun. Even when I was away in Later Jin, I dreamed about you every night."

Hae Su blushed and ducked her head into the crook of his neck. He lifted her chin and focused on her lips, still swollen from their lovemaking.

"I can never let you go." Wang So intoned seriously. He kissed her again, wrapping himself around her. She wasn't sure if he was ready again, but she didn't think about it; all Hae Su wanted to do was enjoy the afterglow of their union.

For the first time in years, Hae Su felt herself drift off into a dreamless sleep, Wang So's head pressed against her heart as they both slept. In the early morning, she heard the birds outside the hanok first. She saw the orange-pink light behind her eyes; Hae Su blinked in the beam of sunshine directly in her face. She felt a little soreness in her groin and she was completely sticky all over. Her prince was completely wrapped around her, she slept on his arm, and his other arm protectively covering her stomach, his head buried in her hair. She had confessed to Wang So last night. She sighed with relief. In some ways, she had been resisting an oncoming tide. She swam as hard as she could have, against the onslaught of Wang So's ardor. She worried about so many things: that she could hurt him, that he could devastate her, that she was unfair to move from one brother to another. In the end, it didn't matter. Even if Wang So would leave her ruined, a shell of herself, she would still burn for him.

She had finally been caught. And in way, this was a brand new start, she had tried to deny her feelings for him as long as possible. Ultimately, over the last two days, when she thought she would lose the fourth prince, she couldn't deny her truth anymore. She loved him. She loved him in a way wouldn't let her sit on the sidelines to watch him from afar.

Wang So felt Hae Su stirring beside him. He had been awake for a few minutes, recalling everything that happened the night before. They were lovers now. As she stirred, Wang So held her even tighter until he heard a peal of laughter.

"I have to get up."

"No. No one has to get up." Wang So felt her squirm until she faced him. He smiled at her, loosening his grip on her. When Hae Su attempted to get out of bed, Wang So threw himself on top of her, pinning her arms over her head.

"This is our first morning." He grinned at her.

"What is that?" She felt him resting against her thighs.

"It's the morning." He wagged his eyebrows at her, which earned him a peal of laughter.

"You didn't get enough?"

"Never." He growled at her. His hands slide down to her crotch, sliding his fingers into her slit, working her with his hands. Her body was so responsive to him. He let his fingers work the magic on her until she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. Taking advantage of the moment, her prince spread open her thighs and in one stroke, seat himself deep inside Hae Su. She cried out, a strangled moan.

"Oh. My prince." She was basically a puddle now. His hands pushed her knees up, holding them apart as he pumped himself into her. What a morning it was, the golden ray of light shining on both of them. She could see the dust floating in between rays of sunshine. Her head bounced along with Wang So's thrusts; she lifted herself to look at where they were joined, but before she could float away on another wave of her orgasm, she heard the loud clanging of metal and pounding of horse hooves.

Wang So immediately stopped. He went from lover to soldier in a matter of seconds. Releasing her, he got up and grabbed the sword that was next to the door. He backed up against the door to of their hanok and drew his sword and waited. He placed a finger to his lips and looked at his thoroughly ravished Hae Su, clutching the blankets to her chest. Tilting his head, he gestured to her pile of clothes and she started getting dressed nervously.

They both heard the sound of armored soldiers outside their door. Hae Su shook with nerves. Her prince was still standing, naked by the door, holding a sword in his hand.

An ominous thud shook the door.

"Fourth Prince Wang So. The crown prince is here."

TO BE CONTINUED...!(Let me know in the comments how you feel! Even if it's just exclamation points, that's fine too).