The horses needed water. Kuuto was 6 hours away. What time is it? Midnight? Hak and Yona had been riding for 2 days straight.
"Princess?" Hak gently roused the princess from her position by kissing her neck softly. She had been sleeping on his chest for hours. "We have to let the horses rest."
Yona nodded sleepily as Hak dismounted the horse and helped her down. Hak grabbed their water pouches and the horses' reigns and led them to a nearby creek as Yona grabbed the sleeping rolls to unravel.
Flashes from her dreams haunted her as she worked to set up camp. 12 different futures. Yona saw 12 different futures. Some with the dragons, some she is alone.
Hak isn't in a single one.
"Princess?" Hak had approached the camp with the horses minutes ago, but Yona had yet to acknowledge his presence. She continued attempts to set a fire, but was not using her flint stone to strike in the right direction, sending sparks into the air, instead of into her kindle.
"Princess!" Hak grabbed her shoulder, startling Yona. She jumped and turned around to face Hak. In the light of the full moon, Hak could see the tears rolling down Yona's face.
"Hak-!"
Hak raised a hand to gently wipe away her tears before leaning down to kiss her nose. "It's okay, princess. I'm here."
Yona nodded before leaning into him. Body trembling from the shear force and violence of her tears. Hak lit the fire, added wood and lowered Yona to the bedrolls she had prepared.
'Just like old times,' Hak thought recalling the nights he and Yona were alone. Pulling her in for a final kiss, Hak whispered into her ear, "Don't cry, princess. I'm right here. Go to sleep."
Yona sat up for a moment, looked longingly into her bodyguard's eyes, "I love you." She rested her head on his chest and he pulled her in closer.
"I love you, too."
"Pu-kyuu..." sleepy Ao curled up in Yona's locks.
Sleep came quickly.
...
Yona suddenly bolted awake; a cold sweat broken out across her body. She desperately reached out for Hak's body to make sure he was there. What was that dream?
It was the same as when Zeno killed Hak, but before he did it, he screamed, "You will let me die! Let me go!"
Hak is going to die.
"What's wrong, princess!?" Hak was instantly alert, up and searching for an intruder. "Get behind me!"
"No Hak, no one is here!"
"Oh," Hak took a beat to breathe, and crouched next to his princess. "Then what is wrong?"
"Hak..." How stupid she felt. Still, she struggled with her feeling even though the two had confessed their love to each other. How could she pick up a bow and slay a man with no qualms, but stammer like a little girl when she wanted to say what she wanted to say?
"Just tell me what's wrong..." Hak looked down into violet eyes with deep concerned. He looked haggard from travel, but still oh, so handsome. Hak gently grabbed her hand to kiss the inside of her wrists.
'Be brave,' she told herself as she recollected Hak throwing himself on her during the rain. He wouldn't judge her for returning the favor.
Yona's lips sought her lover's with fever. Hak quickly reciprocated, forever craving her touch. He pulled her closer, his fingers circling her small waist. She pulled from his lips, only to trail kisses down his neck and collarbone. He groaned, gasping for air as she suckled under his chin.
"Princess, you have to stop—ngh- stop that." His protest went unanswered while Yona reached for his sash to open his robes. Body betraying his words, Hak desperately clutched the petite body in his hands. Yona pushed him back onto the bedroll, to climb on top of his waist. He cried out as her body rubbed against his hardness.
'He must like that,' she noted and continued to shower his now bare chest with feathery kisses, and rubbed her body against his hard length.
"Princess, stop," Hak whispered weakly. His low voice sent shivers down Yona's spine. Her fingers traced the scars on his chest, 'His voice is so sensual.' "If you don't stop, I won't be able to control myself."
Yona met Hak's gaze, violet eyes darkened with desire. "Hak, I need you."
Her declaration unlocked something primal in Hak. With animal-like ferocity, Hak flipped Yona onto her back, locking his lips with hers. Hungrily, they desperately deepened their kiss. Hak poured his desire into every movement, and every flick of his tongue. Yona reciprocated in turn, suckling on his bottom lip as he hurriedly disrobed her.
Calloused hands tentatively whispered across Yona's skin. Carefully taking note of the sharp hitch in Yonas breath as he traced the outline of her ribs, her brought his hands up to gently cup the curve of her breasts. Hak kissed a tender trail down her neck before he took one nipple in her mouth. She arched her back, moaning as he traced the rise and fall of the center with his tongue.
It wasn't enough for him. Yona's mewlings were a symphony and he wanted to play her body to discover all the sounds she could make. He reached down to feel her wetness, the ground beneath her had become a small pool of her desire.
Knowing she leaked this way for him made his erection jump. He leaned back to look down on Yona's body and froze.
"You are so beautiful," He whispered. Yona smiled and blushed as he took her in. She shyly tried to cover her breast with her arm, but Hak pushed her arm away. "Let me see you. Don't hide yourself from me, princess." The firelight danced across her skin as cold air blew in. Yona shivered. Hak reached over to add more wood to the fire.
As he did, Yona reached out to grab his erection through his pants.
"Ah!" Hak melted at her touch. Yona's grasp became firmer. "Please... please," he pleaded as her hand moved, her motions, unsure. Hak winced, the pleasure of being touched and not with his own hands caused him to tremble. Yona gazed at him, entranced by the size and hardness of his erection. His pubic v and happy trail were visible in the moonlight and she leaned forward to lick his skin, which was still salty from travel. He gasped.
"I..." Yona's blush deepened. "I don't know what I'm doing Hak. Can you tell me?"
"I don't know either," Hak whispered.
Startled, Yona pulled back, "This is your first time too?"
Hak nodded.
"But I thought..."
"Yona," Hak shook his head. "I've been in love with you for 10 years. There is no one else but you."
Yona's gaze softened. "I'm sorry this took so long."
Hak lowered himself back to meet her lips. "I never needed you to love me back. I was always going to love you, and it feels incredible every time you tell me you love me."
"Then I'll keep saying it."
He smiled, "Say it now."
"I love you," She whispered as he removed his pants and positioned himself between her legs.
"I love you," She whispered as he threaded his fingers through her hair to pull her in for another kiss.
"I love you, Hak," she whispered again as he positioned his length at her entrance. She quivered in anticipation.
"Princess..." His voice was shakey, "I heard that the first time for a woman hurts. If you tell me to stop, I will."
"I trust you." Yona pulled Hak down for another kiss and he slowly inserted himself into her.
Inch by inch, the pain was searing. Hak was so big. Yona clenched her jaw, unwilling to protest. If taking all of Hak in meant pain, she wanted all of it. Her hands clutched his dark hair, his face was buried in the crook of her neck.
He moaned. Fully inserted, Yona's walls gripped his cock tightly. 'If I thrust again right now, I might cum already.'
"You are exquisite," He kissed Yona's neck before lifting himself to look into her eyes. What he saw made his blood run cold.
Yona was crying.
"I'm sorry!" Hak tried to pull out appalled that he could hurt her without noticing.
"No!" Yona cried, locking her legs as tightly as she could behind Hak's back. "Please, don't stop!"
"But I'm hurting you, Princess!" Yona was no match for her lover's strength. Hak unlatched her legs and pulled back noticing the blood on Yona's inner thighs as he did so. He'd notice that he was a bit bigger than other men down there, but did it really make that much a difference for the girls?
'Of course it does,' Hak shook his head at the question. Yona was so petite; he should have known to expect this. He reached over to grab cloth and water from his equipment to help clean Yona up. As far as he was concerned, the night was done.
"Hak, STOP!" He froze and looked up at his princess who was now standing to push him on his back.
Unable to resist touching her, he allowed himself to yield for a moment to grab her waist as she seated herself on top of his erection.
"I'm not going to hurt you anymore tonight."
Yona leered at him. The defiance and fire in her eyes compelled him to pause. "You will give yourself to me. Every bit of it."
Silence for a second. "Why, princess? We can wait until you are healed and it shouldn't hurt next time."
"Because..." One second, the princess looked like the bravest woman he'd ever seen and the next, tear betrayed here. She looked like she could snap.
"You could die tomorrow." A punctuation on a sentence both had been too afraid to speak. The lovers grimaced at the thought. Over the past year, it was always a possibility. The life they were living was such a dangerous one. "Or you could die the next day... or the day after that!" Tears flew freely down Yona's cheeks which were now scarlet from frustration.
"I understand. You had another dream." Hak averted his gaze, his desire now overtaken by fear of a brief future.
"Yes, and if I have to live knowing I might lose you tomorrow, I will have all of you, even if it hurts! I will take every inch of you, every minute I have, every drop of your love until you are gone!" The fire returned to Yona's eyes, "I will take the pain! Let me have you! Your princess commands it!"
"Well," Hak said with a soft-devilish grin, "I will never refuse a command from my princess."
And with Yona on top, he positioned his erection at her opening and slowly allowed her to lower herself onto him.
Yona cried out doubling over.
"Shhh... I love you. We don't have to go fast." Yona tried to pull up and come back down, but the pain caused her to collapse on his chest.
"I can stop."
"Don't you dare." She wove her fingers into his hair and held on tight. Hak grabbed Yona's hips to help her set a gentle and steady rhythm. She began to move with him, matching his hunger with every stroke, even as she continued to cry into the curve of his neck.
"Ah! AH! AHH!" She cried with every thrust, a reaction to the pain and lust. It wasn't enough.
"More!" The pain was beginning to subside and she was ready for him. She lifted herself to a fully upright seated, her hips moving with Hak's assistance. "Please!"
Hak couldn't believe his eyes. There sweet Yona was, skin bright in the moon and firelight, riding him, begging him for more. Her small but full and perky breasts bounced with every thrust. Her eyes were glazed over and she looked down at him, mouth open, lips just so slightly parted. He couldn't help but allow one hand to wander as the other continued to help Yona ride him. His left hand explored her torso, before cupping each of her breasts.
"You are so amazing..."
Yona gasped as he rubbed a nipple and threw her head back. Unable to resist the urge, Hak reached up, wrapped his hand around the front of Yona's neck, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Yesss..." She hissed and ground her hips more desperately into his. "Hak, please... give me more. I want to feel you tomorrow. Make me yours!"
"Damn it, YONA," Hak growled. "FUCK, YONA!"
"More!"
Suddenly Hak was flipping Yona onto her hands and knees leaving her trembling with excitement. Hak was no longer here. She was alone with her dark dragon, the Thunder Beast.
"Please," she begged, "Please, please do it! Don't stop!"
Her words alone nearly brought him orgasm. There, panting before him on her hands and knees, she wiggled in front of him, trying to skooch closer to take his erection again. He sighed with great pleasure before rubbing the head of his erection all over Yona's entrance.
"Yes..." She hissed as his head rubbed her nub, eliciting more mewling. Sparks flew.
An animal took control as he plunged inside of her and her elbows gave away. Hak was fucking her into the ground, the sound of their skin smacking and her cries permeated the night.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Hak slammed his body into her with the force of a warrior. He was riding her to battle and he was losing. Yona felt Hak's balls slap her nub with each stroke leaving her longing for more. She reached to rub it as Hak continued to run her through.
"OooOhhh!" She moaned at first, but as they continued, the moans turned into all out deafening shouts. She'd never done anything that felt this way before. The pain was there, but now just as afterthought, as waves of pleasure wracked her body.
Yona's cries were doing something crazy to the Thunder Beast, "Do you like that, princess? Mmhmm so sexy."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Not princess! Say my name!" Yona begged as her face was being pounded into the ground.
"Yona!" As Hak thrusted, he felt Yona's wall tighten around his cock. "YO-NA!"
"Ooh! Something, something is..." She mewled before waves began to radiate. Pleasure wracked her body causing her to seize. Hak's strokes continued as Yona's flesh continued to throb around him.
"Yes, Yona!" Hak cried out as his cock erupted, each stroke hotter than the last. "I'm coming!" Hak pressed into Yona firmly, shaking as the last of his seed spilled out of him.
They remained, refusing to separate for a moment, relishing what just happened before Hak finally pulled out.
Yona rolled over as Hak grabbed the cloth and water to clean their bodies. When he looked at her face, he burst into laughter.
"What!?" Yona screamed, her blissful stupor interrupted.
"You have dirt and leaves in your hair." Laughing together, Hak leaned down to survey the damage.
"Damn, we scuffed your face a little," Hak groaned as he wiped the dirt away.
"My hands and knees, too," Yona admitted, blush deepening across her nose.
"I'm sorry I got so carried away," Hak could kick himself. Her knees were very banged up, and would likely appear heavily bruised in the morning.
"Don't be... it was... really hot." The shock in the air as Yona continued to blush and Hak gawked at her was palpable.
"Yona, you can't say things like that without giving me a heart attack," he checked her over once more to make sure he hadn't missed any scuffs or dirt.
"What got into you anyway? Not that I'm complaining." Hak pulled her still naked body flush against his to lay back and look at the stars. When Yona didn't respond, he pulled her in for another kiss, caressing every part of her he could reach.
Eyes locked, his expressing care and understanding, Yona's conveying embarrassment and shame.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, Princess."
"I've felt so empty and hollow since the dragons left us. Like part of my soul is missing." Yona cried as Hak attempted to soothe her.
"I honestly feel the same. Its like my brothers were ripped away from me," Hak whispered in her ear as he caressed her hair. "There are so many things I want to say... apologize for... hug them one more time... Thank them for helping me protect you."
"They were amazing, weren't they?"
"Yes they were. The absolute best. We will get them back." He held her body closer.
"... and its more than that. So, so much more. Suwon effectively took you away from me, locked you in a cage like... like some kind of animal. And finally, when he frees you, you nearly died in a flood. We said it already! Thinking about each other, but not being able to have one another, it hurt so much!" Yona's heart could burst at the thought. The tears flowed freely and Hak attempted to kiss them all away.
"So you felt as though if we didn't crash into each other now, all of our trials were for nothing?"
Yona choked down her tears and nodded.
"Yona..."he uttered, fueling the fire in her heart. "Thank you for being brave."
"I love you." They said at the same time.
...
Yona dreams. In her dream Hak appears for the first time. A future with Hak and he is kissing her very pregnant belly.
"I can't wait to finally meet you, prince or princess..." he whispers as he strokes her belly.
Yona wakes. "I can save him."