Thank you for reviewing. I have not gotten any new suggestions for the prompts, still hoping to get great lines for the next chapter or two. Here to remind you: new and old prompts 1) Assassin 2) Betrayal 3) Red Crescent Moon 4) Eun Soo is a big fan.
Eun Soo became accustomed to living with a man. They even developed a routine; now that he started working, although his schedule was so erratic, it was hard for them plan ahead. They still have not had a chance to enjoy regular dates, but instead their lives consisted of small pleasures when they carved out time to just be together. She marveled sometimes at how comfortably they settled into a way of being, so connected that they often did not require to speak to each other in order to understand what they needed. She learned to make food he liked and tried to always have chestnuts on hand for his favorite snack. She prepared lunch box for him daily and made sure he always had clean clothes freshly laundered and pressed waiting for him. She did not dare to ask about the Hwata's gate or when he was planning to meet with Mr. Kim again. The warning that Choi Young needs to stay in Seoul never left her mind and she wanted to do everything she could to make it possible.
Last night he came home so late, she was already asleep, but as soon as his body's weight pressed on the bed next to her, her KI jolted her out of her dream, alerting her to his presence. His skin brushed against her back with a cool wind he brought from outside, and he nestled next to her under the covers, wrapping his arm around to pull her closer. His lips touched her neck and a trickle of electricity ran down her spine all the way down, spreading like fresh sprouts of a young growth to all the parts of her body, budding and flowering with desire for him.
"Stranger," she murmured, sharing her warmth with him, "I waited so long…"
"I know, Imja. I could not leave. I basically walked off the set, because they wanted to shoot over night. I could not allow you to spend a night without me. We have never been separated. I did not want you to go through this." His words trickled inside of her with his soft breath caressing her ear and making her stretch languishingly along his long frame, to try and get as much skin on skin contact to satisfy the hunger for closeness.
"I need you," she asked. And he took her in his arms with the measured strength balanced perfectly with the equal dose of tenderness and passion. She turned for a kiss on the lips and her body moved as he lifted her up easily, placing on top of himself. He loved the moment before they got swallowed by passion, just at the cusp of control before the normally closed gates, which regulated their energies, would fly open and flowing through them the flood of KI would rush unstoppably, seeking resolution. He looked at her silhouette, outlined against darker wall by the pale light coming through the window, cast by the bright moon, which crowned the black sky. Her hair fluffy and her torso covered by the thin tank she liked to sleep in. Her hips wide to straddle his and covered by the blanket to keep her warm. He could barely see her face, still he knew exactly how her lips opened up in a small smile, the corners of her mouth lifted just so and her eyes wide open, peering at him.
Since they had many ways of being together, besides the conventional intercourse, she never knew how they would proceed. This element of surprise always made these moments tantalizing and unnerving, her heart always clenching and her chest tightening as she waited for him to make the first move. As he watched her, he could read that anticipation growing in her body, the wonderment of unexpected joy, knowing that what he would do next will determine how their energies will move for another instance of merger.
He lifted her tank to expose the rounded stomach and the curves of her waist, the cold air hit her skin, creating tiny bumps, but she did not move, only breathed in. He placed his palms on her belly and moved them slowly upwards till he cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently and letting go, while moving his hands in circular motion, his fingers pulling gently at the nipples and relaxing again, making her hold her breath and then loudly let it go, swaying toward him. He was very hard now and could feel her moisture sipping through, her hips started moving involuntary, while he continued to fondle her breasts.
"Imja, what do you want?" he asked softly, betting that she already knew.
"I want you inside of me," she replied sweetly, her voice carrying a certainty that made him close his eyes from a strong wave of emotion these simple words created. Of course, he longed for her, it was always like a present to be able to make love to her like that. It was such a visceral, physical sense of connection, which only that one act could give. The only disruptive element was clothing, which had to be removed, and he always wished this step could somehow be bypassed. That's why he loved to be nude with her in bed, but tonight he would have be content with her waking up upon his arrival. The undergarments shed, she was back in his arms, her skin clinging to his for comfort. He easily slid inside of her, both of them taken by that first touch, always so new, yet familiar, the joy never changing. They both became motionless for a moment, aligning their KIs and felt how the energies flew toward each other along the path of connection they just laid, circle completing as their lips met, now their bodies joined at two points. Something beautiful created every time, another level added to the already powerful and unbreakable bond between them. As they separated, both feeling a sense of loss, as if an essential part was temporarily taken away, making them want to be back where they started. He held her so closely she melted into him. Eun Soo pressed her forehead against his cheek, their breaths mingling, eyes closed. The joined power of KI glowing through them, casting a soft light around them brighter than that of the heavenly bodies of the moon and the stars.
"I know I'm not supposed to ask you, but if you ever have to return…" Whatever possessed her, whether it was reaction to the divide cut between them that brought on this urgent need to declare herself or that the question was on the tip of her tongue and making love just opened her lips and broke down the barriers she erected to protect herself from the answer. She should not have questioned, she should have stayed quiet and focused on today, on tonight, on keeping him safe by her side in Seoul, instead of bringing up…
"Don't Imja, don't," he kissed her softly to stop her thoughts from invading his. After making love everything was so intensified, he could practically read her mind, they were almost as one and he knew the next question even before she uttered. "I can't. I can't take you with me."
"You've given me your time here, I can come and stay with you. I don't mind." She continued despite his attempts to avoid the inevitable discussion he feared she would pursue, as he would in her place. "I don't understand why."
"Because that life is not for somebody like you, Eun Soo, believe me." His voice grim and stern, turning hard even, the softness of his gaze averted, yet his arms keeping her close and his skin is giving the love and warmth, not to refuse her the affection flowing between them. He tried to explain himself, "I would never bring you into the world fraught with so much danger and uncertainty. Till I deal with the assassin and find out exactly who Mr. Kim is and why he does not want me to return, you have nothing to worry about. I will not leave on my own accord. You are the reason why I'm here. Everything I do in this world is to be able to be the kind of man who can accompany you in life. That's why I work, that's why I learn, that's why I will do anything in my power and beyond to make you happy." He continued kissing her, the light brushstrokes of his lips on her skin.
"Stranger, I will go with you to any world, I've made my decision. So if you are ever in a situation when you have to return, I will go with you. Don't stop me." Her eyes were full of deep conviction. She did not have to say anything, he knew her feelings. Just like what he said was redundant. Ultimately, they both understood that they can't be separated, they were too much intertwined and absolutely would not survive such enormous and unimaginable physical distance between them. In silence they remained afraid to talk and say something that might cause more harm than good.
"Sleep," he requested, cuddling in a warm space.
"I'm sorry. I need you to know how I feel."
"I know, I know. Sleep, my love," his lips sunk into her hair and his eyes closed, hand stroking her naked skin to sooth her worry away. "When the time comes, we will find a way, sleep for now, tomorrow is another day."