You guys are really something! Thanks for such an interest in the story. You are really fueling my imagination and pushing me to explore more and more. BTW Kerry, thanks for "soft and mushy", it kind of made me feel like that too.
Good things come to those who wait. Great things come to those who wait longer!
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She woke up around midnight, the room was completely dark and for a minute she was surprised that she was on the floor, not on the bed. The events of the day got clear in her mind and she remembered that she brought the stranger home. She turned to check on him and realized that what woke her were his loud moans. She leaned over him, his eyes were open.
"Sorry, I did not want to disturb you", he groaned.
"Where are you hurting? Do you have a fever?"
"I feel cold, not hot."
"This is not good."
"Doctor, help me get better. I need to go home," he asked.
Choi Young never asked for help, but he felt quite helpless in this situation. He was a master of KI – internal power, the energy that fueled his body. He used it sparingly in battle, as every time he practiced this ancient art, it required a significant effort. He could also harness KI to repair any physical damage to his body. However, whether it was the medications they gave him or the fact that he passed through the Hwata's gate, he was not able to manage it. Usually, he would sleep and allow his body to regenerate on its own. But this was not working out well either. He tried to focus his mind, but her presence was a distraction. Even in his dream, he saw her. She was dressed in Goryeo clothes, walking together with him. They were talking like old friends, comfortable with each other. He felt happy being next to her, listening to her voice, being able to enjoy their conversation. In this dream, it felt like they were more than a doctor and a patient. In his dream, he was looking at her with affection and remembered thinking that she was very beautiful. In his dream, they were lovers. This happy feeling disappeared, substituted by the pain and he woke up from his own screams.
"Doctor, I have been trying to use my healing force to recover, but it is not working." He looked so desperate, it broke her heart.
"I do not know what you mean, but here, "she gave him a few tablets, "it will help with the pain and reduce the chills. I will warm up more tea."
He swallowed the pills and watched her exit the room and close the door. Is she somehow affecting my KI? How can another person do it? Choi Young let go of her image that now constantly was occupying his mind and noticed that physical distance from her let him be more in his body.
While alone, Choi Young shut his eyes, willing himself to focus. He visualized the center point where KI originated and imagined how the energy begins moving along the blood vessels and the organs in his body, how the electrical current brings to life weakened cells, infusing them with new strength, how his heart beats strong and steady, pumping the blood in and out; he directed his thoughts to the site of the surgery. He felt heating power of electricity pulsating throughout his whole body, making him feel extremely hot, so that he wanted to jump out of his skin to cool himself; finally he felt a warm wave moving all over, currents subsiding, energy balancing between the ing and yang, hot and cold, ailing and healthy. He took a deep breath and exhaled loudly, completely exhausted.
Eun Soo came back with a fresh cup of tea, "Do you want to drink?"
He coarsely replied, "Very", taking it all down in one gulp, "Can you just bring me water, please." She already prepared a glass.
"Stranger, let me take your pulse."
She took his hand and put her long fingers on his wrist, counting softly, "1, 2, 3, 4…"
Choi Young was so immobilized, he did not have much awareness of anything besides the fact that she was touching him and that it was safe to stay in this room next to this woman, who cared about him.
"I think I will sleep now," he turned toward her and smiled, "I think I will be all better tomorrow." He touched her hand, "Thank you", a hot current traveled through his fingers, entering her skin and spreading softly, but she did not pull away, allowing his fingers rest on her forearm. Choi Young made a smacking sound and licked his dry lips; he stuck his nose into the pillow, smelling something sweet, vaguely reminding him of her, and slowly drifted into a healthful sleep.
Eun Soo was stuck, she could not move, because he was holding her hand: neither she could walk away, nor could she continue sitting by the bed, it really started to hurt her back. She climbed up, making sure not to move her arm, and curled at the edge of the bed very quietly.
Choi Young woke up from the pain brought on by a weight on his upper body. He slowly lifted his head and saw a sea of red hair spread on his chest. Eun Soo's left hand was slung across his stomach, while he was tightly holding onto her right hand. His heart rate started to increase rapidly and he gulped to try and manage the closeness of her body. He could smell the sweet scent of her hair and her hand was soft and fragile. What do I do?
He decided not to move. He will wait for her to wake up and then he will deal with whatever happens. He has never been in a situation like that before. He has never slept in a bed with a woman. It was unheard of in his world, unless she was his wife or a lover. He did not have either. He knew of some guys who were experienced and told him stories about having fun with girls after getting them drunk, but those stories disgusted him and he would walk away upset.
This was the first time he spent a night with a woman so near to him. He did not know whether he held her close while asleep, or whether she was aware that she put her head on his chest. He did not remember why and how they were holding hands through the night. All he knew for now that her warm and gentle body was tucked by his side and her wild hair covered him like a blanket.
Choi Young was captivated by this alluring creature sprawled on him. Possessed by this remarkable image, he began stroking her hair with his free hand, answering she languishingly turned her head slightly upward. He touched the outline of her jaw, moving his finger to her subtly open cherry colored lips. Eun Soo felt something, and moved her lips, licking his finger inadvertently. He managed the surprise and lifted his head, causing pain to shoot down his ribs, but he endured it to have a chance to see the softness of her mouth he felt, as he traced now wet fingertip along her plumb lips in a circle, and then another, as if getting an imprint, lingering. Eun Soo delicately moaned prompted by the sweet feeling, and changing her position, rolled off Choi Young, swaying her arm across her forehead and off to the side, still keeping her right hand in his, snuggled up to him. He shuddered and quickly pulled his hand away. He felt the blood rush downward and all the reason leave him. All he could see was the red ripe inviting berries to be plucked by him. Turning to her, he tasted her lips, indeed they were like cherries, sweet and sour at the same time, bursting with juice as he enveloped them. Her thin blouse half unbuttoned during sleep, exposing her silky skin and one wonderful pear shaped breast covered by see-through lace. Eun Soo still had her eyes closed, but was responding to the kiss by opening her mouth to be taken inside his, his tongue reached inside her, meeting hers, her mouth sucking on him gently, more and more they continued the play of lips and tongues. All pain forgotten momentarily, Choi Young lifted her still sleeping body; he now was above her, daring to move to her neck, while she was curving toward him with her nipples barely covered, perking through the lace under the fabric of her shirt. Fighting with the pain in his ribs, Choi Young focused on rounded hills of her breasts, begging to be touched, as inviting as her lips were before. He lowered himself and surrounded one of her breasts with his moist mouth, feeling the flesh respond even under the fabric. He tried to free her and pulled at the opening, one button after the other effortlessly giving in, allowing him to marvel at the view. She only curved up more, ready for him to continue. Choi Young moved off all the lacy covering underneath, now delighting in a beautiful creation of her left breast, licking and savoring it, circling it with his tongue, while his other hand was caressing the other pink topped hill and gliding across it, making it harden and grow under his touch. Having tasted that much of her, he only wetted his appetite, moving down to kiss the glorious valley of her stomach curving gently and narrowing at the waist, where her breathing created muted waves, coinciding with the whimpers departing from inside her. His loins engorged with unrestrained desire. He did not need to take off every part of clothing that separated them to enter her welcoming body. He could feel her very essence completely exposed, open like a vessel to be filled; and just by her sheer willingness to be joined with him, Choi Young proceeded sharing with her the electrical storm raging through his body, now moving freely between the two of them. This closeness was so surprising and allowed him to experience his KI in a way he never thought possible. Yet, merging with her felt so natural, as if he was joining with a missing part of his body that was lost and he searched for it forever, finally becoming whole. As the climax shook them, he felt the KI disperse into milliards of electrical stars inside of her and long shooting fireworks inside of him. His body was released from the intensity building up for so long, and he moaned loudly with the greatest pleasure he has ever experienced.