Less Than a Hundred Years Interlude:
Author's Ramblings: I would become putty in his hands too… *sighs*…
Set in the first full moon of the New Lunar Year. I wanted to play around with the different festivals and this flew out. This Chapter is rated M
His sight burned her skin, even while across the room.
Eun Soo sipped her wine, feeling a little tipsy, as from across the room his gaze touched and burned her skin, making her huff out a breath and wave her hand over her face. The ladies accompanying her asked if she was fine, if she required sitting down but she refused.
"This wine is stronger than I thought." She said with a laugh, eyes moving to find his; Choi Young stood with the Vice General and one of the many magistrates, as soon as their eyes touched he blinked and turned away, suddenly very interested in the conversation the men were having. Why was this happening to her? Clearing her throat Eun Soo smiled, and watched the Queen come closer, greeting her.
"Happy new lunar year, High Doctor," The Queen greeted, offering her hands to squeeze the doctors, and was welcomed. "I hope your wishes and dreams come true this year."
"Thank you Highness, yours as well. Are you feeling better? Is the wine still holding its effect on you?"
"No, but it seems you have drank quite enough."
"Oh, it's nothing." She said, touching her face to attempt to cool down the warm cheeks. "I just need some fresh air." The queen agreed and excused herself, there were still many greetings she had to give before the end of the night, and she needed to continue. Lady Choi also greeted the High Doctor, giving her a look and nod, before continuing. Clearing her throat, suddenly finding herself alone, Eun Soo placed the cup of wine down on the nearby table, fanning herself. Again the sensation of burning returned, and turning she found the General turning away from her, face serious and set on whatever conversation the me were having. Her inner temperature was already too high and the people around her were making her dizzy, she greeted someone who shot some words her way and then made her way towards the nearest door, requiring fresh air before she fainted.
Outside the wind blew softly, bringing her skin much needed relief. Eun Soo sighed, wondering why this was happening and looked up at the sky; the moon was full and high looking bigger than usual. The festival outside was lively and the sound of songs and dances could be heard from the castle, lanterns moving quickly through the market and town streets. Children were playing as well, allowed into the castle to gather sweets and treats the Queen had the cooks prepare, along with the good wishes of the royal family. Eun Soo moved down the quiet hallway, looking out at the scenery before her, and finally stood at its corner, hand resting on the railing…
Strong arms wrapped around her, making Eun Soo gasp loudly, a deep hungry breath drawing her body in as the musk only her husband could produce induced more heat to be created inside her, pooling in her stomach and filling her with desire. His hand held her possessively, her neck leaning her head away so he could lean and smell her neck, kissing the skin hungrily.
"What are you doing out here alone, Imja?"
"I needed a breath…" She gasped, eyes closing as he delivered more kisses.
"From what?" His words were low, whispered, and his attack unstoppable, making her legs shake and her body finally becoming putty in his hand. Literal putty. She leaned against him for support, her eyes closed, and he groaned against her.
"It's too hot, Choi Young, too hot." She breathed out, and Choi Young had no other option than to drag her away, carrying her through the darkened corridors and stairs, finding finally a small whatever room, empty and fresh. In it, he pressed her against the wall, and delivered kisses down her neck, feeling her hands reach to hold onto his shoulders. She gave soft whimpers and moans, allowing him to do as she pleased, and enjoying it. "Daejang, your gaze burns."
"Does it? Have you any idea how I wanted you, all day long?"
"But the party, you said… you said it was important." She gasped, as his hands lifted her, wrapping her around his waist, and finally they were connected in that intimate matter; her eyes widened staring at him in surprise. "Daejang… here…" And he kissed her stopping her words.
"It's the first full moon of the year, you think I will let it pass?" And he sank deeper into her, making her moan and slap her hand over her lips, not wanting to call for attention. "No one will find us here, Imja." He whispered, burying against her neck, breathing out hotly against her skin. "I've made sure no one could see that face of yours. Only I." She wasn't sure what he meant, her mind too fogged with desire to understand logical thought.
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Using his charm and appeal, and not to mention his kisses, Choi Young managed to have her return home, to their small bed. She was undressed quickly, him following closely, and dropped on her back, so the man could have his way with her in all sorts of delicious ways. Her hands reached out for him, tracing the curve of his neck and ears, up to his hair and finally down his back, as he climbed on top of her to deliver unforgettable kisses to her sweet lips.
They made love while the moon danced with the stars in the sky, their love always on fire with the round disk and it's glorious light, whispering their love constantly, without words, to each other.
Before the break of dawn, while resting, yet not sleeping, Eun Soo lifted from the bed, to stare up at her husband. His eyes were closed, but she knew him to be awake, and dropped a kiss over his shoulders. "How do you do it?" She asked softly, as if afraid to break the bubble they were currently inhabiting, if she did the warmth of their bodies would be released and they would be forced to mate again and again, and many would miss them the next day for the usual work they always got done. He turned to her, eyes questioning. "Your gaze burns me."
He let out a smile, and a quiet chuckle. "Who knows?"
"And what do you mean with that? No one can see that face…" She blushed slightly, resting her chin against his chest.
"Oh, that? Imja's desire is very clear in her face when we make love." He said softly, warmly. "I would kill whoever else sees that face."
"Ah? What if someone had walked on us?" She asked, surprised.
"I would have killed whoever it was. No one can see that face but me." And he kissed her hand, drawing it up with his own. She was too astonished to answer.
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The next day, as they walked down the hallway of the palace Eun Soo met with the Queen, and quickly apologized for having left early from the banquet.
"Whatever you mean?" Asked the Queen, with an honest heart.
"I was too warm and decided to turn in early, I…" And she frowned at the Queen. "Could it be you left early too?" At that the Queen blushed and covered the little cry that came out of her mouth with a pale hand.
"I have no idea what you mean!" And obviously flustered the Queen hurried away, followed by a worried Lady Choi, who frowned at the High Doctor and hurried to ask the Queen if she was alright. Eun Soo watched her go, laughing. So, she wasn't the only one to leave the party early!