A/N: What is this?! An update before November?!
I know, I know. This is not what I was supposed to be doing (hides face in shame), but this chapter would not leave my head, so here we all are in this very depraved situation.
There is sweetness at the beginning (and end), but the middle is pure filth.
Now I will see you again in November.
Tags: mirror sex, mind control, rough vaginal sex, deep-throating, face-fucking, anal fingering, biting, oral sex (cunnilingus), aftercare, dirty talk, light degradation, heavy dom/sub vibes (dom!Rang, sub!Ga Eul)
Rang was engaged to Ga Eul.
He got to keep his little human forever.
She was his.
The weight of that thought didn't sink in until they'd made it back to his apartment, until they'd taken off their shoes in the entrance but didn't continue going inside.
Earlier, Rang had been exhausted by the father's staring and the mother's questioning and his inability to snark at the waiter and the restaurant manager and literally everyone for the past few hours. But now...now...he was going to marry Ga Eul. His soulmate. The kindest, most beautiful woman in the world.
Leaning back against the front door, Ga Eul tilted her warm brown eyes up to him and gave him an effervescent smile. In her white cardigan, beige stockings, and knee-length blue dress with a modest neckline, she looked even more innocent than normal. A teacher of small children, from head to toe.
Most of his previous dalliances smelled like perfume and blood, seduction and danger, sandalwood and musk. Ga Eul's scent was crayons and paint, paper and ink and pencil erasers. Even the faint remnants of her perfume had soft edges, floral hints of jasmine and lavender. She smelled like the inside of a classroom. Like childhood. Like spring, when the world became new again after so much of it had died. Even if her name meant 'autumn.'
Would he really get to marry this magnificent human, who was too good for him in every way? Was he allowed to come home to her soup and her hugs and her I love yous every day?
Happy endings weren't meant for foxes like him; he knew it well. Such endings were for people like Ga Eul and his brother.
But he was getting one anyway. Because of her.
"I'm so glad I get to marry you," she said, taking the words from his mouth. "I really wanted to marry you. I wanted it so much." Ga Eul's eyes shone with so much love that Rang forgot every cruel word his mother had ever spoken to him. She pressed her palm to his cheek, and her touch was so soft that all the beatings he'd ever received became distant memories. So distant he almost believed they'd never happened.
"Are you...crying?" She lifted her finger to his eye, and he jerked his head away and scoffed.
"Speak for yourself," he muttered, shrugging out of the blue suit jacket and waistcoat that made him look like one of Ji Ah's insipid coworkers. A better-dressed version.
He tossed the jacket and waistcoat to the floor, then untucked his white dress shirt.
Ga Eul chuckled, shedding her white cardigan and dropping it on top of his coat.
"It's okay to cry, you know. This is a special moment, and it won't happen again. Before you know it, we'll be an old married couple, sipping coffee at our favorite café and watching all the young couples go on awkward first dates." She giggled.
"Is this on your to-do list for our married life? I should have known you'd have a list for that too," he complained, trying not to cry at the mention of them growing old together.
Or her growing old. And him staying with her.
"Hmm, I don't have one, actually. But that's a great idea! I should start one!" Ga Eul shot him an infectious smile, and Rang groaned.
Still, he cupped her cheek and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. She'd worn minimal makeup that evening—in place of lipstick, only pale pink gloss. The shine of it rubbed off on his thumb.
In her demure clothes, with her wholesome countenance, she looked like someone he could easily manipulate, easily corrupt, except that he knew he wouldn't have to. She'd come to him craving his wickedness.
His little human, innocent and indecent all at once.
His little human.
His.
Ga Eul slid her hand around the back of his neck and tugged his face down to hers. She parted her lips, but he didn't give her time to kiss him before he gripped her chin, wrenched her face back, and slipped his tongue inside her willing mouth. He wedged her small body between the door and himself and locked her in a bruising kiss, reminding her she didn't belong to her parents. She belonged to him.
Ga Eul melted beneath him, her lips tender and warm and her mouth open and yielding to the explorations of his tongue. She whimpered and tugged on his shirt, and Rang tingled with pleasure at how badly she wanted him.
He let go of her chin.
Slamming his forearms into the door, he caged his arms around Ga Eul and ground his pelvis into hers, so she slipped her hands around his ass and squeezed him through his dress pants; her fingers massaged his cheeks to the rhythm of the kiss he was violently inflicting on her, and his asshole tingled.
Rang shuddered. He wanted her fingers inside him...but later.
He was done being a good fox for the evening. He needed to claw something, to break something, to ram his cock inside Ga Eul and claim her again and again and again.
That dinner had been so fucking long.
And Rang had been patient all evening. He was done with it. Whatever he wanted, he wanted now.
Beneath him, Ga Eul moaned, and he twisted her hair and yanked her head back to expose her throat. When he sunk his teeth into her throat, she moaned again and clawed his scalp. Her fingernails scraped him with just the right amount of pressure, and fuck, she had such delicate, sensitive skin.
He could shred her so easily between his teeth.
"Do you…" Ga Eul rasped as he gnawed at her. "Do you want...your treat now?"
Rang nipped her hard enough to leave a mark. Perhaps he shouldn't, considering that they now had a trip to the sauna planned. But damn the sauna. Damn her human parents. Ga Eul was his fucking human, and if he wanted to cover her whole body in marks, he would. What the fuck could they say about it? He was a fucking nine-tailed-fox.
Did he want Ga Eul's treat now? No. He couldn't just have sex with her, like it was any other evening. Damn it, he was going to ruin her. She'd have to go limping back to her parents.
"No," Rang snapped. He'd stepped back and ripped his mouth from Ga Eul's neck, but he hadn't relieved his grip on her hair. Her scalp stung, the ache lulling Ga Eul into a hazy state of compliance. She stared up at Rang, feeling wobbly in his grasp. His eyes were blown wider than ever. They were black as the night itself. He parted his lips like he wanted to bite her again, this time using his fox canines, and his heavy pants underscored a crazed look that sent shivers down her spine.
Ah. She was the pin on the grenade of Rang's self-control—she'd been waiting for it to explode all evening—and she'd just been pulled.
"What do you want then?" she asked softly, resting a hand on his arm. His bicep tightened beneath his dress shirt as he gripped her hair even tighter, and her scalp pulsed with pain.
Her breath hitched, but she didn't fight him. She was his little human, now and forever. He could do anything he pleased.
Rang lowered his face to Ga Eul's, towering over her till there was nothing else in her vision but his sculpted face, silken hair, and conniving, shadowed eyes. As she watched, one eye shifted to a fiery gold, and the other one flickered. But...no. That wasn't possible.
Ga Eul blinked. His right eye was solid black again. Must have been a trick of the light.
"What do you want?" she repeated. What do you want, my beautiful, evil fox? My gorgeous, dangerous fox. You can have anything.
"I'm going to eat you. No more pet fox." Rang spat out the final two words, distaste and impatience marring them. Again, he pinned her lower body to the door, and she felt his abdomen quivering with restless energy. Small tremors everywhere. His jaw twitched. His breaths fell on her ear, erratic and unsteady.
"Okay. We can do anything you want to do," she whispered, combing his hair away from his face. A gentle touch to settle him.
It was the offer she'd made at his door a lifetime ago, when their relationship was in its infancy. She hadn't known what it meant then, but she did now. The dinner had pressed him too far. She could see that. He needed some type of release.
"What do you do if you want the bad fox to go away?" he asked sharply.
Ga Eul's heart melted. Her limbs threatened to give out completely. Even in his edgy state, Rang was taking care of her. She would forever be grateful for his peculiar brand of protectiveness: danger suffused with warmth.
Mentally, she sifted through all the lessons he'd taught her in the past two months. They'd figured out her pain thresholds on different parts of her body and the least dangerous ways for him to handle her roughly. But mostly, he'd drilled her, ad nauseam, on how to make him stop if he did something she didn't like.
"I ask for my cat or my pet fox," she replied.
"And if you can't talk?"
"I tap you three times."
"And if that doesn't work?"
"I do anything I need to do to get your attention."
Rang cocked his head, studying her.
'Now promise me you'll take care of yourself."
"I promise." She sifted his hair. "And if you break a promise to a fox, you'll be punished," she added, winking.
"Damn right, you will." Rang's admonishing gaze swept over her, from her head to her toes. Finally, appearing satisfied with whatever he saw, he nodded. Then…
He hauled her up in one swift motion and carried her off to their bedroom like he'd done the first night she'd stayed at his apartment, when she'd asked if they could just kiss.
This time, he didn't spread her gently on the bed, like an overprotective parent fussing over a child. He threw her like a rag doll, and the fall to the mattress knocked the air out of her.
"Little human," he announced, unlatching his belt and laying it on the nightstand, "I'm afraid you won't be joining your parents at the sauna after all."
"I won't?"
Rang shook his head, his smile darkening. He unzipped his pants and whipped them off, leaving him in his fitted dark blue boxers and his white dress shirt. The bulge in his boxers did not go unnoticed, and Ga Eul's core clenched in anticipation.
"I've decided I'm the only one who gets to see you naked," he announced in a serpentine, velvet voice. "Besides, I happen to know you're going to be attacked by a vicious creature of the night. And he's going to leave welts on your ass and bites on your neck and bruises all over your body. Can you imagine how everyone at the sauna would stare at the human who let herself get fucked by a monster until she could barely walk?"
Ga Eul swallowed. He wasn't kidding, but she didn't care. Perhaps she was insane, but rather than contradict him, she'd find some excuse to give her mother. Because Rang's fresh bruises would be all over her body soon. And that made her nipples tingle, her face flush with heat, her panties wet.
Who had she been kidding with that meeting earlier? She already belonged to Rang in every way that mattered. She'd ceased belonging to her parents the second he'd given her that first treacherous smile from across their coffee shop. With every kiss he'd given her afterward. Every time he'd called her 'my little human.' And every time he'd bitten her neck and pushed into her wetness, carving out a space for himself under her skin, inside her bones.
Shifting on the bed, she pulled her skirts up to her waist and opened her legs slowly so he'd know she was inviting him in. Her vicious creature. Her monster.
At the sight of her spread legs, Rang ripped off his boxers. When his shirt slid off his broad shoulders, she saw his cock clearly, thick and hard and bobbing against his scarred, chiseled stomach. Angry veins ridged the cock's smooth flesh. Its velvety mushroom tip glistened with pre-cum, and she longed to hold its perfect shape in her mouth, swirl her tongue around it and suck it dry, but he added, as though he could hear her thoughts, "If you're a good human, and open your legs a little wider, I might let you suck my cock later." His voice was a low, seductive murmur, and chills rippled down her spine.
Smirking, he stalked towards her, with that dark, obsessive stare she loved, and Ga Eul's mouth watered. Her panties dampened. She raised her legs higher towards her torso, bending them at the knees, to show she was a good human. She could be very, very good.
Rang crawled up the bed and wasted no time taking advantage of her position. With his claw, he sliced her tights open at the crotch. Then he yanked her panties aside and nestled his cock at her entrance. The satiny flesh of his head shot sparks to her clit as it brushed her sensitive lips.
"Little human," Rang murmured, his lip grazing the shell of her ear, "did you really think you could go back to your parents after giving me this sweet pussy? You can't give a fox your pussy and then take it back. You're going to be my little slut forever. My cock goes in you whenever I want." Rang eased his tip between her lips. His fox eye caught her gaze, and arousal flooded her in one sharp surge. Heat licked at her skin like she'd caught a fever, and her nipples peaked as if a million tiny fingers were stroking them at once. Her clit pulsed like a thousand lips were sucking it, and liquid spilled out of her, forming a puddle beneath her hips.
In the dizzying aftermath, she barely registered her own wetness until Rang slammed the full length of his shaft inside her. He went balls-deep in one thrust, locking her in a mating press. The sudden fullness and friction overwhelmed her, and her head lolled back as he began a series of short, rapid, violent thrusts, pounding her into the mattress.
Pinned beneath the weight of his lithe, muscular body, she stared at their reflections in the large mirror he'd had installed over the bed so she could watch him fucking her. Since they'd had to buy a new mattress after he'd ruined the previous one with his claws, it had been obvious that they should also buy the mirror. Along with a metal-frame bed better suited to tying her down.
At the moment, Ga Eul's limbs remained free, so she stroked Rang's hair until he sped up his thrusts to an inhuman level, and she could only lie there and take it. Could only watch the constant flexing of his smooth, naked hips and his beautifully defined back muscles undulating over her clothed body.
He hadn't let her cum first. He hadn't even undressed her. No, he'd shoved into her like she was nothing but a hole for him to pleasure himself with. A toy. A possession.
Ga Eul shivered with contentment and arousal. He was so deep inside of her, and she was split open, so mind-numbingly full.
Next, I want him in my ass, she thought deliriously. Deep in my ass.
"Lee Rang-nim," she slurred, breathless. Through hooded eyes, she watched his hips snap faster and faster. With his balls slapping against her and the endless, aching friction being generated by his cock, she felt the edges of pleasure but not the fullness of it. She wanted to cum, but she couldn't unless he touched her clit or made her cum with his mind, and she could tell neither one was going to happen. He didn't care if she came—this was all about him, her selfish, selfish fox—and it was torturous, and it was wonderful, and she loved watching him use her so fucking much.
His body flexed above hers, and he clawed at her hair and fucked her deep and hard until her leg and thigh muscles burned, until her pussy ached with soreness as much as need. But right when she thought he would surely cum, when that telltale desperation flooded his face, he yanked his cock out of her, leaving her so abruptly, unbearably empty that tears sprung to her eyes.
That had been close, but Rang wasn't going to cum yet. He wanted to wreck Ga Eul's pussy, but he also wanted to spill himself down her throat. Make her swallow every last drop of him so the next time she spoke with her parents, she couldn't help but remember taking him in her mouth and choking on him while he coated her throat in his release.
Rising from the bed, Rang jerked Ga Eul to her feet.
"Get up," he ordered, hot and trembling with want.
Ga Eul stumbled to her feet—noticeably sore, he thought with satisfaction—but she didn't protest. As she drew close to him, though, he noticed her eyes were glassy, and she seemed distraught. Rang snapped out of his vengeful, lustful stupor like he'd been doused in cold water.
Yanking Ga Eul to him, Rang tipped her chin up so he could get a good look at her face. Had he hurt her? Had he been too rough?
Stroking her delicate throat with his thumb, he whispered, "Little human, your pet fox came to check on you. Are you okay?"
Ga Eul blinked; her eyes refocused. A single tear dripped onto her cheek. Frowning, Rang swiped it up with his thumb.
"I'm okay," Ga Eul whispered back, inching towards him until her dress brushed his leg. "Just...empty." Her hand dipped under her dress, and her eyes searched his with an aching hunger.
Rang swallowed, softening with relief.
Such a small, vulnerable human, and all she wanted was his cock inside of her. How had he gotten so lucky?
"Don't worry," he whispered, smirking. "I think the mean fox will fix that soon enough."
"Okay," Ga Eul replied with a shy smile. She twisted where she stood, like a child who'd been promised a treat.
Satisfied that she was aware and all right, and impatient to feel those soft, pliant lips around his cock, Rang whispered one final time, "The mean fox is coming back now. If you do what he says, he'll let you live." Rang winked.
Ga Eul nodded, and he tried to bounce back into the role he'd been playing. Or, rather, the alter-ego he'd perfected over the centuries, the one that felt more him than his original self. It shouldn't have been difficult; he snapped in and out of it all the time. But his cock had deflated when he'd thought Ga Eul was crying, and that distracted him.
She's fine. Ga Eul's fine, he scolded himself.
Giving himself a moment, he ordered her to grab a pillow from the bed, then gestured for her to get down on her knees in front of him, with her back to his wardrobe mirror. He planned on watching himself take charge of her throat.
"One minute out of your pussy, and I've already gone soft," he complained, slapping her delicate cheek with his cock. "You'll have to get it hard again with your mouth, my little human slut." Fisting a hand in her hair, he slapped both her cheeks with his cock, first one side then the other. Again. And again. And again and again.
Ga Eul's face lit up; she smiled and made a noise of contentment. The yearning on her face encouraged him, and he slid more comfortably into his dark side.
Then he remembered something he'd wanted earlier.
"Open." Rang gripped her chin, and Ga Eul dropped her jaw. He pushed two of her own fingers into her mouth. "Suck," he commanded, and a question flitted in her eyes, but she obediently took them to the base.
The deft motions of her mouth sliding up and down her fingers was a tantalizing preview of what she would do to his cock, and before long, Rang was hard again. Impatient, he snatched his fingers from her mouth and guided them around to his ass. Dipping them into his crack, he rubbed their wet tips along his puckered hole.
Rang's breaths shallowed; his eyelids grew heavy. His hole clenched on air.
"Put them inside." He shoved the tips of Ga Eul's fingers into his hole, and she forced them in the rest of the way. Finally, he held her by the back of her neck and guided his cock to her mouth.
"You're going to make me cum, little human, and you're going to swallow it."
"Yes, Lee Rang-nim," she answered meekly. Doe-eyed, she watched him through upturned lashes as her glossy pink lips wrapped around his head.
Rang fed his cock to her warm, wet mouth until he hit the back of her throat, until her round cheeks, blush pink with innocence, bulged with his cock. He'd never seen a more appealing sight.
Ga Eul wiggled the fingers in his ass, a perverse sparkle in her eyes, and Rang hissed. To remind her who was in charge, he jerked his cock out, leaving only the tip in her mouth, then shoved it back in. A few shallow, rapid thrusts in and out of her mouth, and the fingers in his ass stilled. He'd knocked Ga Eul off-balance, and it showed in her gasps for breath when he pulled out again.
He gave her a few seconds of rest. Then, winding his fingers in the hair at the base of her scalp, he eased his way back into her mouth, then further, into her throat. She gagged immediately, her throat squeezing the head of his cock, but she didn't motion for him to stop, so he eased out, then into her throat again. Out, then in. Out, then in.
Her throat was perfection, a tight, wet tunnel that nearly rivaled her pussy. And when her throat clenched his head like she might choke on him—fuck.
At one point, Ga Eul gagged and coughed hard enough that he pulled all the way out, but when she looked up at him with red-rimmed, watery eyes and begged for him to put his cock back, he nearly came from her expression alone.
So he pushed her down on his cock again. And again. And again and again. Eventually, he found a pace that seemed comfortable for both of them and turned his attention to his wardrobe mirror. There, he watched Ga Eul's head bob up and down, her silky copper hair fisted in his large hand, her fully clothed body kneeling before his naked one.
Her fingers in his ass sent him waves of pleasure, and he clenched around the intrusion with each thrust. What a good little human she was, with a throat made for his cock and fingers made for his ass.
"Good little human," Rang praised. "I never knew a human could take a fox's cock so well."
I never knew a human could take a fox's cock so well.
Rang's praise made Ga Eul even more determined to see her task through, though tears flowed down her face and drool dripped down her chin as her throat continued to be used like her pussy had been moments before. She could taste herself on him, the remnants of her pussy, and it was intoxicating mixed with the scent of his cock and the taste of his pre-cum.
It had been hard to learn how to breathe through her nose and not gag too much with his cock stuffed down her throat, but all the same, it was fast becoming one of her favorite sensations—his cock throbbing in her mouth as he came, his balls slapping her chin.
Rang's heavy musk filled her nose, along with the scent of pine that always clung to him. As he forced her down on his cock, the dark hair at the base of his cock brushed her face, and she couldn't see much beyond his coarse hair and smooth skin. Her world narrowed to the pressure of his hand on the back of her head and his asshole tightening around her fingers and his cock filling her mouth with its unimaginable girth.
She could hardly breathe.
Her eyes stung.
But Rang was enjoying her mouth, so she was in bliss.
Overhead, Rang grunted and forced her to take him shallower, but faster. He wasn't hitting her throat anymore, which meant he wanted to cum in her mouth. And he was gripping her with such feral need that Ga Eul wanted to be the perfect little hole for him to cum in.
Sloppily, but enthusiastically, she lapped at his tip while he shoved her onto his cock, handling her head like it was a toy he was using to masturbate.
"Good little human," he mumbled. "Good human." Rang's cock jerked in her mouth, and suddenly he pushed her down and held her there in an iron grip.
Closing her mouth around his cock in anticipation, Ga Eul moaned when she felt the first few spurts of his seed spill down her throat.
"Fuck," he rasped, cumming even harder, and she swallowed it all down as best she could, sucking him through his orgasm. Thick and salty, his cum slid down Ga Eul's sore, abused throat. She imagined it collecting in her belly.
When he finally freed her, the world was fuzzy at the edges, and she collapsed to a sitting position.
Ga Eul barely registered when Rang left to clean himself and fetch her a glass of water. She was still dazed when he returned and pressed the glass to her lips, forcing her to drink. But once the first drop of water hit her tongue, she realized how thirsty she was. Ravenous, she gulped the entire glass, washing the rest of Rang's cum down along with it.
Now she noticed that Rang was wearing a clean pair of fitted red boxers; kneeling in front of her, he produced a wipe from a pack of moist towelettes.
"Pet fox is back." Rang wiped her drool and his cum from her chin and neck, the threat in his eyes replaced with concern. When he dabbed the rest of her face with the cool, wet towelette, she realized how hot she had gotten during all the vigorous activity.
"H-hot," she rasped, tugging on her tights.
She didn't have to say it twice before Rang reached under her skirt and helped her pull her tights and panties off. Her dress and bra quickly followed. Then he was closing his wardrobe door and propping her up on it, cushioning her back with the pillow she'd been kneeling on.
"Did you miss me?" he asked, wiping down the fingers that had been in his ass.
"A little," Ga Eul confessed, smiling. Everything had been pleasurable, but so intense that she hadn't realized how much she needed the calm of him cleaning her until that moment.
"Don't worry." Rang brought her hand to his chest and pressed it to his heart. "Pet fox is always in here." He smiled, full of warmth and tenderness. "You can't get such a beautiful human anywhere, you know. You have to take care of her. Like this. Now, did the mean fox let you cum?"
Ga Eul shook her head.
"Bastard." Rang ghosted a clean wipe over her nipples until they stood pert and stiff. Ga Eul's pussy, which had been neglected, began tingling with need once more.
Rang wiped down her stomach, then brought his hand lower and pressed the cool, wet wipe to her pussy lips. His thumb nudged her clit.
"Did he touch you here?"
"No." Ga Eul squirmed as he began rubbing her and ecstasy built anew between her sore thighs.
"Why that ungrateful..." Rang scowled, and Ga Eul giggled.
"You can't get such a premium pussy anywhere, you know. You have to take care of it, like this." Smirking, he got down on his belly and buried his face in her pussy. When he lapped at her clit, soothing her aching need, she groaned.
"I bet you were so good for him," he rasped between licks. He rubbed his face in her cunt like a cat rubbing a pillow. "I bet your filthy human cunt took his cock so well."
Ga Eul whimpered in agreement. Now that she was in charge again, she pressed his face tight against her pussy and sunk into the pleasure his mouth was bringing her.
Within a few seconds, she was cumming, squirting all over his mouth and jaw.
Afterwards, Ga Eul soaked in a bubble bath to relieve her sore muscles, and Rang sat next to her outside the tub, sipping a beer and playing a game on his phone and rubbing bubbles on her face when she least expected it. She tried to get him back, but he was too fast for her, and she only managed to plop a few bubbles on his shoulder.
After that, he moved out of reach, the sore loser.
Her silly fox.
"Rang, can I ask you a question?" Ga Eul cupped a handful of bubbles, then dipped her hands in the water and watched them gently dissolve.
"Hmm?"
"Well, it's not a question. It's more of an observation." Ga Eul twisted her body around to face him and leaned her arms on the tub's edge.
It took Rang a few moments to tear away from his game, but eventually, he set the phone down.
"What is it?" He took another swig of beer. "Just say it."
"Um, okay...So when I'm old...I mean, in fifty or sixty years, I'll look old, and you'll look exactly the same. I mean, you don't look like you've aged at all from that picture I saw in the hotel. Whereas I…I won't always look like this." She pointed at herself and glanced down at her soapy breasts, ashamed of her body's inevitable decline.
Normally, Ga Eul didn't feel self-conscious around Rang; she'd been naked with him in too many unsexy scenarios already. But now that she'd started to envision their future together, she couldn't avoid the fact that Rang would remain eternally gorgeous throughout their marriage while her youthful beauty would fade over time.
All women feared getting older, of course, but Ga Eul's friends—her human friends—would at least have husbands who aged at the same rate they did. Rang was used to being with other supernatural beings who always looked young, like him. Would he still be attracted to her, much less want to have sex with her, when she was fifty? Or seventy?
Ga Eul didn't consider herself a vain person, but she wished she could stay this beautiful forever. If only so Rang would always look at her with the heated desire that had colored his face earlier in the evening.
I won't always look like this.
"I know that. I've watched humans age before," he noted with a meaningful glance in her direction.
"But wouldn't it be awkward for you to, I don't know, be with a grandma?"
"Why would that bother me?" He smirked. "I can look old too." In an instant, Rang changed form, morphing into a much older version of himself, complete with wrinkles and gray hair. Only his eyes, sparkling with mischief, and the faint smirk on his lips remained the same.
Ga Eul stared at him, open-mouthed; she wondered if Rang would really look like that if he looked his age. She wasn't into older men, and certainly not grandpas, but she had to admit he still had his charm, though perhaps that was on purpose.
"Don't worry," Rang said, his true form resurfacing. "To me, you will always be the prettiest human. I want to see all the ages of Ga Eul. No one gets to watch them but me." He gave her a smile that warmed her to her toes—it was even warmer than the water—and she lowered her eyes bashfully.
"Besides, I think your cooking issues will fix themselves by then," he added. "When you're a grandma, you'll make the best food."
Ga Eul snorted.
"I should have known you were just in it for the food," she complained, but she smiled as she sunk up to her neck in the soapy water.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to grow old, having such an attractive fox endlessly infatuated with her.