Who: Lee Seonghwa x Reader
I made my way up to the penthouse passing her husband, Oh Mintaek. He had his choice of woman walking beside him, not close enough for anyone to suspect they were sleeping together but close enough to know they were with each other. Y/N and I were friends from high school with an unconventional relationship. I was close to the status of a pauper and she was the daughter of a wealthy industrial owner. The only reason I was even able to make it into the same school as her was because of how I scored on the entrance exams.
Her marriage to Mintaek was as fake and as produced as American McDonald's burgers and everyone ate it up. Sometimes I'd think maybe she's starting to fall in love with him and then he'll go and do something to piss her off, proving my worries wrong. Mintaek had his affairs and she had hers, with me. They were able to compromise, the marriage was only created for the sake of business, that didn't mean they couldn't find ways to live with each other.
This was their compromise.
I made my way out of the elevator and knocked on her door.
"It's open." She said.
I opened it up and walked inside. She was in a long sapphire chiffon nightgown. Her sleeves and the hem of the gown were lined with feathers, or fur I couldn't tell from where I was standing. She looked like an heiress, the kind to rule with an fierce hand and an iron will. Just looking at her walking around on her balcony, the door open to let in the warm breeze from the transitioning spring to summer season, made me feel like a knight willing to go to war for her. I walked over to the open balcony door, she looked over her shoulder to see me. Her black hair was up in a clip, I could see a loose strand frame the side of her face, so curly. She looked... conflicted.
There was nothing said between us for a while, I simply waited for her to make a move. I really was a soldier waiting for her command. I wanted to reach out and touch her but I could be thoroughly satisfied from just looking at her standing there, watching the world from her high palace. Y/N came into my life and changed me to her liking. I wasn't obessed with her, I was loyal to her but she was dangerous, everything and almost everyone around her was dangerous. My heart was aroused by her, simply by just laying eyes on her and deep down the growing fire in my groin was stimulated by the idea that this woman might actually be contemplating which one of her soldiers she'd send out to take care of an enemy. Her strength and composure was sexy.
Finally, she turned to look at me, where she'd usually smile, she only glanced at me with cold eyes. She walked up to me and placed her hands on my chest, those delicate hands slid up to my shoulders, she drew a finger up my neck as if tracing my outline, the tip of her nail tickled my skin. Her skin on mine made hair stand up on my body, goosebumps rose and my eyes fell to her lips.
"Come with me my prince." She whispered.
There was very little interest in her voice and that made me wonder if something had happened between her and Mintaek. Her gentle hand came to my cheek though as if to show me some kindess that her face wouldn't convey at the moment. She let it slip away as she walked away from me and led me to the upper half of the penthouse. The room she led me to was the same one we always used, steel gray walls and a large bed with black covers. She enjoyed this room mostly at night when she could turn on the black light and paint our bodies with black light paint. It would be a game to her, mixing colors by riding our bodies up against each other making sure the paint didn't get anywhere it wasn't supposed to.
She sat in the chair she pulled up to the bed, I liked to think of this chair as her throne. She removed the clip from her hair and shook her head to let the long waves fall at her shoulders. After taking a seat, she beckoned me over with a single finger. Her legs were crossed as I walked over to her but when I stood before her, she uncrossed them and opened them slightly as if to silently command my next move. I kneeled down before her, right between those carmel legs, smooth and long. I peppered light kisses from her ankle to her thigh from one leg to the other. I let her know that I adored her body and she watched me from above. Her eyes were sharp and, for a moment, I felt as if I were being gazed at by a huntress, an eagle prepared to snatch prey out of the grass.
I looked up from between her legs, my tongue attacking the bud between her folds, so sensitive and so sweet. I could see her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her other hand gripping onto the arm of the chair. Her leg tensing up and starting to raise. I hooked that leg onto my shoulder and pushed my mouth into her heat even more. I made out with her lower lips and slurped up the sweet nectar that produced for me. I could hear the sound of her shallow moans and decided to nip at her wet folds. There was a soft hitch in her moans and she gripped my hair and pulled my head back. She looked at me with that dominating stare of hers and then she smiled.
"Use your fingers, Seonghwa." She said.
She pushed my face back into her heat and I did as I was told, pushing two fingers into her entrance. The warm moisture of her arousal coating my fingers; I hooked them up inside of her, rubbing her walls and then stretching them out. She used to call my name during sex, asking me if I was jealous of Mintaek for being able to sleep with her. She was able to read my movements, the fierce snapping of my hips as I dove into her. She could always tell how frustrating it was for me that he was by her side in public, that he was married to her. I would answer her every time that I hated him for being able to be so close to her but I admired him for the same reason. She would laugh and tell me that I was better. I was better in bed, I was better company, I was just...better. At times like this, when I was able to weaken her a little, when she was mine for the moment, I wanted to be able to make her confess that she loved me. I wanted to take advantage of my influence over her.
She patted my head,
"Focus Seonghwa." She breathed.
I looked up at her and saw the fresh blush cross her face. Her fingertip was between her teeth. Her lips were parted like a femme fatale, she was too sexy. I pulled away from her heat and stood up, my fingers roughly ravished her opening and I crushed my lips against hers. I kissed her hard and harsh, everything I wanted to say to her could be conveyed in my kiss, every need and carnal desire I had to be inside her, to have her be with me was spoken through that kiss and I could feel the smile form on her lips.
"You're impatient today." She chuckled.
"There's something on your mind today." I responded.
We had known each other too long for me not to notice. I could tell the moment I stepped inside. The fact that she didn't come to open the door herself let me know something was up. She nodded but didn't explain, instead she cupped my cheek softly and kissed me again, her kiss was tender, much different from mine. With her lips, she silently told me she wanted to enjoy the moment now and when she pulled away she said,
"There will be time to talk about that later."
She stood up, opened her nightgown and let it slide off her body. The flowing fabric floated down to the floor almost like feathers to reveal her bra and underwear set. She grabbed my hand but walked past me as she led me to the bed. She unhooked her bra and freed her supple breast and allowed me to remove her panties. She laid back on the bed after grabbing me by my shirt and pulling me over her. Breathlessly she declared,
"As you wish." I whispered against her lips.
I was all too excited to reach this moment. I had gotten her nice and wet, had teased her core for this delectable moment. I intended to savour being inside her waters. I pulled my shirt over my head and quickly stripped myself of my pants and briefs. We were both stark naked, taking in the glory of the others exposed flesh. I opened her legs and proped myself between them. Her hands went over her head as if she were challenging herself not to touch me. Soon enough, her hands would be roaming me as if to find something I was hiding. I plunged myself deep inside her, her back rose off the bed and a shudder passed through her. A soft exhale released from her lips and the beautiful way her eyes, which squeezed shut when I made my way inside her, gradually started to open up made my heart leap.
I moved with a steady pace, staring into her eyes, my hands sliding up her arms, my body covering hers as I moved. Our fingers laced together and her moans became music to my ears. I could feel her pulse around me like she always did. The sweet scent of sex over took the room. The taste of her lingered on my lips and we both marveled at the flavor. Her legs wrapped around my waist, she felt like a snake coiling around me. I was completely enamored with my empress. The coldness had melted away in our warmth. Her moans were sweet, vulnerable and the same thought that always came to mind approached me again.
Did hehe ever get to see her like this?
I had the distinct feeling that she wasn't so eager to show her innocent side to someone like him. Mintaek was not someone that could earn her vulnerability. She was mine even if I could not openly have her. This affair was open to no one else but the ones involved. There was a sense of pride that over came me as I started to realize that Mintaek would never be able to love her the way I did. Each time we made love, much like now, it was pure passion. The feeling of her perked up nipples pressed into my chest, her smooth stomach against mine, it was a private show. Our lips were locked and then mine trailed down her body. Her hands were released from mine and I could feel her fingernails claw into my back.
I bucked my hips into her hard, drawing out a cry from her. I kissed her neck and she turned her head to give me more room. Her hands roamed my chest, they gripped my arms. The light of the day was dimmed by her curtains but a small ray of light passed by her face, it highlighted her brown eyes, deep pools of dark amber that resembled the surface of Mars and held every bit of the same mystery. Her mouth hung a gape to let out her heated moans, such a sweet and helpless face drove me to love her more. I rode into her with more purpose, more desire than my heart could even stand. I wanted to take over her and if I could dive deeper into her to the point that our souls would become one I might've done such a thing purely on impulse.
We shared a rough impassioned kissed; my hands traced every inch of her body hungry for her skin. My fingers dipping into that sweet spot behind her knee that had her shaking and rocking up into me. She tightened around me, her back rose off the bed, every sweet cry she made was for me and belonged only to me. Her hands caressed my face while I rode her, savoring the feeling of being inside her. I never wondered when I might feel this warmth again, I never had to anticipate it yet I always felt the need to take my time diving into her depths. Had we been in a car, our breath would've fogged up the windows.
Her fingernails ran down the center of my back and something primal emerged from me. I thrusted harder into her, my strokes were sharp and tried to search deeper into her caverns. She had me hypnotized by that simple action.
"Seonghwa." She moaned my name.
My name never sounded better than it did coming off her lips. I never knew I could be so enthralled with one human being the way I was with her. She had a hold on me that was far more dangerous than any tyrant's hold on a country. I surrendered to her willingly but it was such a subtle surrender, one that came about in a simple seduction. I wasn't even aware of my fascination with her until it was too late. If I was ever an angel, I had fallen from grace long ago.
"Y/N." I moaned her name on her lips.
I wanted her to hear me call for her. I wanted her to hear the desperation in my voice. I wanted her to know how much I needed her. I was sliding deeper into her when she pushed her hips up; she threw her head back in utter defeat. She clung to me, nails ripping into my flesh. She became a captive to her pleasure and had foresaken dignity, pride, and any regal composure she had beneath me. She shook and squeezed, her cries were only for me as she found her release so hard, so powerfully overwhelming that I could visibly see her mind go blank as she started to settle. Her intense climax drove me into madness and my hips moved with a fervent desire to reach the same release she had. I was almost sorry that I had to leave the sweetness of her warmth to release myself onto her stomach.
Her breathing took a while to calm down and I wrapped myself in her arms. She brushed my hair with her fingers. Being with her like this felt right and leaving her alone in this home hurt the most. Though it couldn't hurt more than what she said next.
"I'm expected to give him a child."
I looked up at her trying not to show what I was feeling, which was utter heartbreak.
"How long is this meant to go on?" I asked.
She smiled and raked her hands through my hair once more.
I sat up on the edge of the bed,
"I suppose so."
"Someone must inherit the business, there would be no real point in the marriage if I didn't give him one."
"You have a point. That was what was on your mind then?"
"Yes but those thoughts can wait longer," she wrapped her arms around my shoulders from behind "I just want to enjoy being with you, my sweet Prince."
I smiled and turned my head and we kissed. No matter what, this empress was mine. Her heart belonged to me....
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