"Don't be nervous." Jumin said, capturing her chin in his hand. "We're fine. It's not an audition. I'm not considering anything, nor evaluating anything. We're just going to have fun together."

"I'm not! I just…" Min-ji break off and exhale slowly.

She is not an immaculate virgin, and they both know it. He is not the first person to pay her for her attentions, at the very least, and, usually, the people who pay her do not... Well, frankly, they do not want companionship, they do not do it because they think she is such a good conversationalist or an insightful commentator. They just want to sleep with her. To scratch an itch, to make some fantasy come true. In essence, she is selling her body for use to their own ends.

Jumin Han has proven to be much different. She has never felt like a body to him, she never felt like she is her job, as it stands. He saw her as a person, a whole person. One that had passions and ambitions, of a past and a future. Little hopes and favourite colours.

Min-ji met him in a strange situation. It had been just after yet another gossip rag suggest that he was a homosexual and his father had had enough of it. He hired a prostitute, which would be her, to seduce the gay out of his son and prime him into a relationship with a proper woman, to produce proper offspring.

She knew that, if she went the regular way, she would find nothing but painful failure. Many women had tried that before, and if this is still an issue, that would mean that this is not a viable alternative. The man is not a shrewd businessman out of nothing, after all, he is perceptive and can sleuth a dishonest offer a mile away.

So, instead of engaging him through the flesh, she picked his brain. She was honest about her purpose to meet him in that hotel bar, and offered polite conversation on the subjects of wines and cats for an hour instead, to trick and appease the chairman.

Jumin accepted, and they spent a pleasurable moment in that bar, and then she left, without giving him her number or any information other than her baptismal name. The next day, she woke up to find that she was now booked back-to-back to serve a certain VIP client every night.

In all of the two weeks they have spent together so far, Min-ji had never once been asked to perform a sexual favour, and it pleased her, it lulled her into a sense of security and allowed her to feel closer to another person in a way in which… Well, it has been many years since she could fancy herself in such a position, and she missed it.

Now, however, things seem that they are about to change.

He smiled a little and pulled her closer, kissing her softly. "I'd like you to sleep with me, princess, but you don't have to. I just want to be close to you. We can just… Well, we can just make out for a while. See where it goes."

It is not something she is in a position to deny him. When she nods, standing on her toes to kiss him, he sweeps her up into his arms easily, chuckling when she yelps in surprise. She knew he was strong but not sweep her off the floor like a rag doll type of strong.

With the movement, the man put her on his lap. Her legs are both to his left side, instead of straddling him, in sights to give her an easy way to get off of him if she needed or wanted to.

When Jumin starts kissing her, not the chaste little kiss hello or the teasing kisses he had stolen over drinks and conversation, she melts. This is a man who knows what he wants. Not surprising, but she appreciates the single-minded focus and devotion in which he takes her.

Min-ji nips his lip gently, testing the waters and he responds, sliding his tongue gently into her mouth, shifting her slightly to lay her back on the sofa, sliding a hand down her body hungrily, inviting her to relax for him if she felt good. A negotiation, then.

She responds by reaching up to start unbuttoning his shirt.

Sure, this is not an audition, but if he is strong enough to pick her up like nothing, she would love to see what he looks like under his tailored suits. When he grins, obliging her, she takes a moment to admire him.

His cheeks are smooth and his lips are full. The lack of facial hair, which he keeps waxed clean, allows her to dive deeper without fearing a beard rash. His curly hair fell neatly on his forehead, which was starting to pool with some sweat. His half-naked chest is not properly defined, but it is thicker than she would expect from a man who worked at an office all day.

His cheeks darken at her appraisal and he smiles a little before coming down to kiss her again, even hungrier now. Their noses are mashed together and it is hard to breathe, but they only emerge when she is out of breath.

His hands eventually find the zipper on her dress and he shimmies her out of it, letting it pool on the floor of his empty living room. He has their encounters in his own penthouse, having her driven to and from her dingy apartment on the edge of the city, for the privacy and the thrill of having that woman in his own domain.

As her figure emerges from the black satin, he is surprised with what he finds, or rather, what he does not. He quirks an eyebrow at seeing her completely bare, without any underwear whatsoever.

"Can't have panty lines if I'm not wearing any." She says, shrugging.

Jumin chuckles at her pragmatic logic and feathers soft kisses down her body, enjoying her little shiver of pleasure.

"I can't argue with that logic." He hummed, turning his head to nip the inside of her thigh. "God, you're beautiful."

Slowly, carefully, he slid a hand down to palm her cunt, giving Min-ji enough time to protest or pull away. When she does not, instead arching into the touch, he smirks and rocks back to get off the sofa.

The man picks her up to carry her to the bed on the end of the hallway. He was going to take her apart. As beautiful as she is now, smeared makeup and all, he would love to see her with her toes curling and her hands gripping the sheets, repeating his name like a prayer to a higher power.

Jumin had never had the experience of a woman in his bed, and this is a long time overdue. He was going to enjoy this, and he does not think he is about to go without for now on.

Min-ji is going to be his, forever. This is just the first step towards this goal, he is going to make sure of it.