Day 24: Passion ⋮ Pt. II

You had sampled the taste of passion together before, yes, but it was barely a spoonful. Not even enough to properly figure out the dominant flavor, let alone discern all the ingredients that made up the delicacy. It wouldn’t be right to simply call it sweet—it was much more complex than that. There was a hint of spice swimming in that intense aroma. Not quite cinnamon, nor pepper. It stung your esophagus, but it wasn’t exactly bitter, either.

You had sampled the taste of passion together before, yes, but in none of those encounters did Hyunjin’s eyes look like this. He was staring at your bare breasts utterly hypnotized, with deliberate lasciviousness rather than coy fascination, gulping, licking his lips, starving. All of a sudden, he wasn’t the clueless lad he was mere weeks ago. You were witnessing a possession take place right before your eyes.

This was a man whose adoration was gradually becoming eclipsed by lawless carnality.

“Did I ever tell you I have a collection of banned books hidden in this room?” he pulled you closer from your waist ever so gently, eyes still fixated on your chest, “I read them before bed sometimes. They remind me of you.”

His eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes reminiscent of a decadent piece of chocolate dissolving in your mouth, looking at you like you were the only thing that mattered in this world… Nothing was as easy as falling under his spell.

Even when he didn’t mean to cast one on you.

“What–What kind of books?”

When you least expected it, Hyunjin leaned forward and pressed his lips on your collarbones. Such a simple motion, yet the impact was enough to collapse entire towns to mere ashes. He was punctuating every sentence of his with kisses on your skin, tattooing your body with scorch marks all over.

“Books that reveal the secrets of a bedroom. About forbidden desires. About completely surrendering to lust,” his voice waned into a whisper, “Do you have such desires, too?”

This man… He held the power to manifest the unholiest thoughts in your mind by uttering mere words. It would be a lie to say that you weren’t daydreaming about disappearing into unspeakable shades of lust with him, but now that he was flat-out asking you about it?

“Maybe,” was all you could utter.

Content with your response, he longingly inhaled your scent, and what he did next stripped another layer of your sanity even though you were expecting him to do it.

“Can I satisfy them for you, darling?” he softly kissed right between your breasts.

Could he? Would you let him scratch that maddening itch for you? Maybe if he was willing to bend you over the balcony rails and fuck you raw in broad daylight. Maybe if he would please paint your body with his cum. Maybe…

When the self-consciousness of having your chest exposed crept in, you made a weak attempt to cover yourself, but Hyunjin slowly removed your hands again. He seemed to enjoy the view way too much, and while a part of you knew you had to be proper, another part of you just wanted to leave them out in the open so that he could gawk at you as much as he wanted. Anytime he wanted.

Because there was nothing more gratifying than having him marvel at you like some newfound wonder of the world.

“When we finally consummate our marriage,” he uttered before you could respond, tenderly fondling the supple flesh, “how will it happen?”

Who was this man?!

In all your intimate encounters, Hyunjin had this eagerness—innocently curious, hell-bent on charting every territory you pointed to him. It was pleasurable, of course, but you somehow always found yourself endeared by his enthusiasm rather than intoxicated. But that afternoon, something shifted.

He made you feel like a woman. 

“Are you… Are you actually asking how t—?”

“Yes,” he firmly interrupted, then his gaze turned to your lips, “Tell me how to carry out my husbandly duties for my wife.”

Husbandly duties, he said. It wasn’t a very common expression. Young lords learned about wifely duties by hearsay as if their spouses solely existed to satisfy their cravings, but never the other way around. Hearing Hyunjin describe it that way…

It splattered a couple of drops of envy on your heart.

“Well, when you are about to… cross the threshold for the first time, you will meet some resistance,” you took a deep breath to calm yourself, trying your utmost best to pretend this was just some afternoon tea conversation, “Do not make haste. Take your time with your lady. Let her adjust. You do not want her to feel discomfort.”

He held your hands and kissed each of them before placing them on his chest, signaling you to undo the buttons of his shirt. You were solely acting on instinct by then, your reasoning completely rendered obsolete. Your fingers unclasped every single lock of that silk armor, and moments later you were on equal ground. You couldn’t help your lips parting at the sight.

Hyunjin was breathtaking under natural light.

“Then how do I make it pleasurable for my lady?” he brushed your hair behind your ear and whispered, one arm slithering around your waist.

Just why did he have to emphasize that word if not to push you to the brink of insanity?!

“It’s… er erhm, it’s advisable that you make her… climax before the intercourse,” you cleared your throat to mask how properly flustered you were becoming, “N–Not only will she be more eager to pleasure you in return, but it will also be easier for you to… to navigate.”

“Navigate, huh?” he quietly chuckled and softly spoke against your skin, “You mean when we fuck for the first time.”

Buzz.

This had never happened before. You were so used to Hyunjin’s proper and naive self that you were experiencing a severe whiplash. Did this seductor exist this whole time and was just dormant? Or was it something particular that awakened things within him? 

“Is it true?” his right hand leisurely pulled the shoulder of your dress down, “Will it gratify you if I cum inside you?”

“W–What makes you say that?”

“It was in one of my books. A woman’s detailed accounts of her sexual exploits,” he explained while running your hands on his firm torso on your behalf, “She says nothing is as pleasurable as that tempest raging inside her when she erupts.” 

His body was burning under your touch, consuming you with the urge to do everything you could to soothe it. Kiss him, caress him, please him, then violently snap that coil wrapping inside him.

He was bewitching you.

“So?” he lifted your chin and pulled your face closer, “Is it true?”

“Yes,” you silently uttered while closing your eyes.

It was like your soul caught fire when he kissed your lips. As eager as always, but the amount of passion had somehow quintupled. His tongue was hugging yours as he deepened the kiss, and you were feeling it in parts of your body that you didn’t even know existed. He gathered the skirt of your dress and sneaked one hand under, quietly moaning into your mouth when he felt some moisture on your clothed core.

“Be honest with me,” he sighed into you, “You have been like this since our visit, haven’t you?”

“How did you—?” you widened your eyes in surprise.

“Because I have been struggling since this morning myself,” he grinned, “Seeing you as a mother even if it was for several minutes… It did things to me.” 

“What kind of things?”

“Sinful things,” he inhaled your scent from your neck, “The thought of you as the mother of my children arouses me criminally. All my thoughts are about siring heirs with you.”

A flash of an imaginary Sunday morning appeared behind your eyelids out of the blue. You and Hyunjin in the backyard having breakfast with a vase full of freshly picked daisies on the table, your children chasing each other and giggling, and Hyunjin watching them with the fondest of smiles on his face… 

But even in your daydreams, he wouldn’t leave you be. Right when you were about to drift to the sea of wholesome thoughts, you found yourself in the realm of unadulterated lust once more.

You imagined him calling Jaehyun over to watch over the kids, so he could rush you to your bedroom. Then strip you bare merely a few steps in and ravage you until you were with his child again.

“Feel it,” Hyunjin’s velvety voice pulled you back to reality as he put your hand on his hardened cock, “Only you can do this to me.”

You inadvertently gulped when you palmed him, but two could play this game. You intently held his gaze and led his fingers inside your undergarments to prod your entrance, eliciting a loud exhale from him.

“How do I tell my lady I want her?” he suddenly started speaking faster, “How do I ask for permission?”

“Like how you did just now. It doesn’t have to be ceremonial,” you also spoke in a single breath so as not to forget your words, “But you may not insist if she does not reciprocate your desires.”

“Do you reciprocate my desires, darling?”

You were about to combust. 

As if it was possible not to reciprocate his desires… As if a universe existed where you weren’t ready to say yes to every single whim of his.

“I’m about to go insane over how much I want you. End this torture, please,” he intertwined his fingers with yours, “Lay with me. Lay with me as my wife.”

Your heart fell from your chest in the best sense of the word. You never thought there would come a day you would hear him beseech you like this, but even though you were answering all his pleas inside, quite loudly for that matter, no sound was coming out of your mouth. It was like you were paralyzed. 

“Make me a man,” he breathily whispered against your skin and broke goosebumps all over your body, “Make me your man.”

That was the last straw.

Frustrated by your abrupt muteness, you violently unleashed yourself on his lips, pulling him into a very tight embrace and melting him in your mouth. The moment he was fully overcome with his lust for you, you suddenly found yourself getting lifted and wrapping your legs around his waist, surprised at the amount of the sneaky strength he possessed that never once showed. You stared into each other’s eyes, terrified of the storm brewing inside that room, and when Hyunjin finally uttered those five words, you almost surrendered your soul right then and there.

“Fuck me into one, darling.”

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