He's so... pure.

Yona won't let Hak leave dinner when she returns from her talk with Mundok. Since the next day's arrangements are already in motion thanks to the elder and surely there'd be time later that she and Hak could connect about exactly was said earlier... she just wants to savor this moment to watch him. Here. With these people.

She sits at the edge of the great hall, Tae-Yeon asleep across her lap. And there he is in the center of the room, the center of attention - Hak jokes with his family and friends as they drink and swap stories. Occasionally there's a friendly tussle, because hey, the insults are good. Zeno, Shin-ah, Kija, and Yun are there, too. Yona wonders about Jae-Ha, but then sees Hak's bright smile again as Han-Dae and Tae-Woo tackle him. She's of a one-track mind tonight. Hak.

"Princess, dance for us!" some of the Wind Boys plead from the across the room. Apparently someone leaked that she performed for the Fire Tribe. She smiles and indicates Tae-Yeon in her lap.

"I bet it's beautiful," another of the men comments just imagining it. Hak beams toward Yona. He knows full well how moving her dancing is. She smiles back as she touches her neck, embarrassed at all the attention.

As the night carries on, Yona fights a sneaking bittersweet feeling. If she wasn't in Hak's life, he would have all of this. If he wasn't in hers, she wouldn't have even survived to this day. What he has been to her all these months... and even before that. She wonders if it was selfish earlier when she demanded to keep him at her side... but in her heart she also knows what he would have wanted. Because he makes her feel so sure. He's so damn loyal. Honest. Devoted.

"Turn in for the night?" Hak stands before her and she realizes Tae-Yeon has been plucked from her lap by an elder.

"I thought Wind Boys party till morning."

"We do. I have something important tomorrow though..."

"...me, too," Yona smiles coyly.

Hak beams at the affirmation.

He's so happy.

"Should we talk before I bring you to your room?"

But she doesn't want to tell him the details of what she and Mundok spoke about. Not yet. She doesn't want his mood to fall, this moment to end.

Yona eyes a small jar on one of the tables. She rises and grabs it before motioning for Hak to follow. She leads him down a few hallways and arrives at the door to his room.

"Are you lost, Princess?"

She pushes the door open and slips in. He stares in shock at what she just did, then shakes his head - it's the princess, don't be shocked - and slips in after her.

"We can talk in here, but we need to be quiet or the guys'll hear. They'll be sleeping nearby."

"They're still at the party."

Boom. It strikes Hak that Yona's intentions are not just to talk... and that suspicion is confirmed when he realizes she's holding a jar of honey as she slips off her outter robe.

"You were drinking..."

"A little..."

"If I wake up from today and it was all a dream..."

"You always do that."

"What?"

"Talk like you're surprised when I want you."

Hak flushes as she approaches and puts her hands on his chest. He begins, "I know I already messed up this afternoon, but I was still hoping we could save that..."

Yona puts a honey-drenched finger to his mouth, then leans up to kiss the sweet liquid off his lips, "I'm not asking you to do that."

"Oh? Then what are you...?"

"I want to sleep with you," she nods toward his bedding on the ground, "Like we always do."

Hak is massively confused. They did not always sleep together licking honey off each other. And this was gonna be dangerous with the guys sleeping nearby.

The princess crawls under the covers and then opens them for him to join her. He remembers back to one night in particular he'd crawled into bed with her when they were younger after she'd had a bad dream. She'd crawled right in, too, causing him to leap out at how improper it was. Oh man, if only he had known at that time what his future held...

After the events of this afternoon, he's seriously questioning how this is all gonna play out. Once in bed, he looks over in shock to see Yona curled up, eyes closed, sleep-breathing on the pillow. Well then, apparently this is sleeping together like we always do. He turns away from her to try to calm himself down. Then he feels her smooth arms curl around his hard torso.

"I always wanted to do this."

"...you should have."

"I didn't know."

Hak closes his eyes, almost laughing at that. How many nights had they laid next to each other, wishing they could hold one another? He feels her chest against his back and her lower parts touch against his tailbone. He starts thinking about her excited down there... then tries to stop because remember what happened earlier?

Snuggled against him, Yona slips a hand into his robe and runs it along his abs, "It's so incredible how our skin feels together."

He feels it, too. Incredible.

Yona dips a few fingers in the honey jar and then holds them out for him. He turns toward her and takes it into his mouth, licking her fingers. Soon he's sucking them, then kissing up her arm, finding her collar bone, nuzzling her neck, loosening her inner robe.

"I should have let you. Before..." Yona laments.

Hak smiles as a hand pushes her robe over and finds a breast, making it sticky. Yona lifts his offending hand and licks it herself, then allows him to take her sweet-covered nipple into his mouth and suck. She lets out a cry. He sucks harder, flicking her nipple with his tongue and moving a hand further down into her robe to her vagina. She moans louder, completely against her volition. It's too much as he slips a finger inside.

"Shhh," Hak coos. Yona can't quiet - so she pushes him off, "I'll get us in trouble," then she pushes him down onto his back, "But you..."

She's panting as she begins kissing down his chest, parting his robe. She makes it down to his erection, which she looks at in fascination before she takes in her mouth and begins to suck. Hak lets his head fall back, then brings it back up to watch her. Yona brings a hand to him, then brings her mouth to the top and takes it in as deep as she can.

She gags and collapses onto him to catch her breath. He puts a concerned hand on her shoulder to check if she's ok... she starts laughing a little, then looks up at him, blushing heavily, "Don't you dare say something mean right now."

"I would never..."

Then, shyly, "I might need you to teach me."

Hak strokes her cheek, "That already felt incredible..." his tone encouraging, wanting more.

There's a sound outside the door - the guys are returning to their rooms. Hak and Yona quickly turn and feign that they're just sleeping adjacently like they do when they journey - if anyone barges in, it'll look pretty bad but not impossibly scandalous. They lay there in silence for a few moments until the sound dies down.

They're being very quiet. Hak is the big spoon and Yona the little. She reaches a hand behind her to feel... he's still very aware of her. She's very aware of him, too. He groans at her hold him below, then moves a hand onto her side, slowly runs it up and down her, then pushes her robe up so her rump is exposed to him under the covers. Yona returns her hand to her front as Hak begins to rub himself on her soft curves. He slips nicely in between her butt cheeks and moves gently in the crease, precum wetting the area. Yona rolls her hips so her bottom eagerly meets and enhances each movement.

She desperately squeezes her pillow, "I want you inside so badly!-"

"Tomorrow," he promises.

Yona whimpers, "Please, Hak..."

He nibbles her ear before admitting, "We should stop..."

"Noooo," Yona cries, "Don't stop... it feels good."

Yona rolls onto her stomach to further expose where he'd been playing and then pouts toward him. He looks down at her beautiful heart-shaped bottom and how her hips taper into that small waist. His breathing catches. So hard. He places a hand on her, feeling the soft skin.

"Are you sure?"

The look in her eyes says yes.

Thrilled and terrified, he climbs above her, both of them still robed on top and covered by blankets below, and begins rubbing his penis in her crease again, every so often catching at her anus. Does she like this? He listens carefully to her responses. She does... He's further affirmed when she lifts her bottom toward him to ease his efforts. He scoots a pillow underneath her hips.

Yona relaxes as he pushes his tip against her. She's so fogged with desire and pleasantly tipsy, she's not in a questioning mood. She trusts him. He moves his fingers around her back entrance to continue to gauge her comfort. He begins massaging her back to relax her further, then he wets himself with his hand and then starts to rub in the crease again before finding the opening once more and - just a little bit, he enters. Yona moans. What... They were trying to be quiet, but Hak now lets out a grunt of pleasure and continues to massage and relax her as he begins to slowly thrust just a little ways in.

"Ohh," Yona gasps. Whoa. Strange. Exciting.

"Ahhh," Hak quickly pulls out and releases over her back.

It happened so quickly. He flushes deep red and looks at her back. Of all times, the idea of Mundok seeing this flashes in his head. Oh no no no. He quickly grabs a linen to wipe her back, then lowers her robe, and slides in next to her wondering if it's ok for her to stay in here tonight. He kisses her on the forehead and pulls her into his arms.

"Princess, we should talk now."