↳☁ Mir's Room

@☁ Mir Hye glanced up in the darkness as he spoke, her lips continuously pursing into a more obvious pout the longer he went on. It was usually cute when he would be this overdramatic and jokey... But... But not when it was about this.
"Y-yah... D-don't say that..." she mumbled, unable to hide the sadness in her voice. "T-they're just dumb rumours... We... We shouldn't listen to stuff like that.

The young queen eased her head down against his chest again, feeling her heart beating painfully in her chest. It almost felt like it was about to implode on itself, sure to take her with it to an abyss she didn't want to face.
"Lets just try to sleep a little...."

[ Sorry, this one is so short T^T ]

@☁ Hyelim {{kill me. I'm terrible at replying recently. I need a good old kick up the arse}}

Mir sighed, feeling tired of her mumblings about Soojung - he didn't want to think about her right now - and his eyelids were becoming heavy.

"Yeah," he hummed, chuckling low in his throat as he closed his eyes. Subconsciously, his arm around her middle tightened. "Haven't you heard? They've constructed a love story between us - a queen and adviser, destined to love each other but never allowed to be open about it for fear of being overthrown!" He broke his voice on purpose, putting on a dramatic inflection. "Oh, the pain! What cruel treachery is this!" He collapsed onto his back, flinging his arm up and pressing the back of his hand against his forehead.

His demeanor broke with a laugh and he shook his head, nuzzling back against Hye. "You get the idea," he murmured with a smirk.

@☁ Mir "M-mir..."
Hyelim in a small gasp of air, surprised at him for saying things like that. "W-what are you talking about... We... I... You h-have someone you like," she kept mumbling, trying to divert him off the topic. She didn't need this on top of it all. She just wanted him to be happy.

She could feel her heart pumping a little faster, a hopefulness she couldn't help but hate. There was no reason to starting believing. His heart belonged to someone else and she wasn't sure her own really belonged to him to begin with. Yes, he meant a lot, and she wanted nothing more than to have him happy, but was that really love?

"The... Rumours...?" Hye asked carefully. There were rumours that they would get married? Why? Was the kingdom not better than to gossip like that? "There... were rumours like that?"

[ Sorry, this one was probably a tad short >__< ]

@☁ Hyelim "That's what I mean," Mir's eyes snapped open, searching for Hye's. They were there somewhere, hidden in her dark silhouette. Mir slid his hand down her shoulder just to insure himself that she was still there. "If none of this stuff with..." He swallowed down the repercussions of her name. "Soojung had happened, doesn't it make sense that we would have... you know?"

He shrugged his shoulders as if she could even see them. It was a completely innocent statement, wasn't it? And observation? They had practically grown up together, hadn't they? And she'd certainly grown into her form, transforming into a woman in front of his eyes. Would it have been just perfectly natural for them to progress into something more?

Or even just settling...

"I just thought," he sighed, closing his eyes. "That maybe all the rumours were right. You know, all the betting that you and me will get married..."

He laughed at himself, a short, breathy laugh. That sounded too close to a marriage proposal. Hyelim was only recently queen, she didn't need to start looking for a fiance. Though... Mir imagined the advisors would be grumbling soon, expecting her to marry. Because, forbid, a woman could rule alone.

@☁ Mir [ Don't worry~ ]

Hye kept close against Mir's body, enjoying the warmth it gave her. The nights had steadily began growing colder, and the unfamiliar bed didn't help on her feeling chilled to her very bones. But Mir helped. The familiar sound of his breath, the warmth that always emanated from his body.

"Hm?" She glanced up as she heard his quiet, thoughtful voice. Even though she couldn't see him in the dark of the room, she could imagine his face as he spoke. And she blushed as his words continued, making her heart quicken for just a second. What did she answer to stuff like that?

"W-w-what are you t-talking about? W-we're friends a-and you're in love..." she stuttered back, pushing herself up onto her arms to look at him, no matter how little she saw. And then he continued again.

Hye's lips drew to a pout. This was stupid. He'd never like her like that. She didn't even know if what she felt for him was that. Love... No, it was stupid, just stupid.

"Y-yeah... Yeah," she mumbled and sighed, settling down on his chest again. "I'll just... I'll just be quiet. Sleep tight, Mir."

@☁ Hyelim {{Late reply, OTL, sorry D:}}

"Okay," Mir conceded, collapsing onto his back and throwing his hands up in the air in surrender. He grinned, gladly accepting her her against his chest, his arm circling around her shoulders.

He hummed when he heard his name, his tone questioning, curious. Did she want to say something? Was she going to ask something? But silence fell, only replaced by the gentle rhythm of their breathing. Slowly, Mir's lids hovered, growing heavy as he rested his eyes. He could feel his friend's warmth against his side, her hair in between his fingers.

"Do you ever think," he said quietly, the thought suddenly occurring to him. "That if... other things hadn't happened, me and you would have ended up together?"

The space between the two of them grew silent and Mir suddenly felt stupid for asking such a ridiculous question. There was no reason for it, it was completely uncalled for. Embarrassment was beginning to creep up his neck.

"No," he said quickly, trying to make it sound as natural as possible. Keeping his eyes closed seemed to help. At least that prevented him from seeing her reaction. "Forget I even said anything. Just go to sleep."

{{I don't know what else to write :/}}

@☁ Mir As if the moan hadn't been bad enough, it seemed Mir had gone full into annoying older brother mode. He teased, poked fun and began placing kisses all over her face, clearly enjoying himself very much. Hyelim mumbled something under her breath about not really having kissed anyone before, but kept it low enough that Mir hopefully hadn't heard. But in the end, she gave in a little to his charming childishness, giving him a light hit in the chest. "S-stop that, it tickles..." she laughed, rolling over on her side facing him and nuzzling her face against his chest.

"Mir..."
She didn't know why she said his name. She just liked the sound of it, and the knowledge that her childhood friend was the one hugging her didn't exactly hurt. Having him there was exactly what she needed as it stood, helping her ease the nerves of the night before and helping on the worry for the sleep to come. Who knew what dreams would lie in store for her.

[ Sorry that some of my replies get so crappy >__< ]

@☁ Hyelim "You didn't," Mir hummed, only to be heard between the two of them. "If anyone was doing the pushing, it was me," he admitted, rolling his fingers through his hair. Well, yes, she had been the one to suggest the idea. But, although he's been shocked, he'd lunged for her. Something inside of him had hungered for it.

It hadn't been her who had made him stop. It had been him. It had been his thoughts.

And he was sure if they hadn't interrupted, then the two of them wouldn't have stopped.

Mir chuckled in surprise at Hyelim's reaction, her moan even new to his ears. He imagined she was grateful for the darkness right about then. Any blushing cheeks would be easy to hide.

"It's a kiss," he teased, poking fun at her. "Haven't you ever been kissed before?" He smirked, knowing that of course she had. It was ot a few minutes ago that they themselves had been kissing.

"Here," he grinned, playfully. "Let me demonstrate."

And he pounced, pecking kisses all over her face like they were children, a chuckle rumbling at the back of his throat.

@☁ Mir Hyelim rolled over on her back as she felt Mir shifting behind her. He was probably still uncomfortable from earlier, struggling with what he had asked if he could deal with in private earlier. "I said I'm sorry," she mumbled, her voice still a little flat, trying to hide the swirling chaos of emotion behind her words. "Because... B-because I pushed myself on you like that... I wanted to help and I just... I though..."
The young Queen sighed, folding her hands on her stomach. "I thought it would help. Not sure why. Don't even know if things like that really could help.

She glanced up in the darkness, just barely able to make out the outline of his body as he pushed himself up. She couldn't see his face, but she knew he was looking down at where she was. She could feel his hand brushing against her cheek and down her neck. She didn't say anything, just stared up in the darkness, allowing Mir's words to calm her.

Maybe he was right. Maybe there wasn't any need for apologies. They were friends and she doubted something like this would ruin it. It was one mishap. Everyone made mistakes. As his fingers brushed her skin Hye closed her eyes, letting a small breath of relief. No apologies. No apologies. No ap-

Her mind froze as a soft moan followed her breath. The sudden light touch of Mir's lips had come out of nowhere, making her whole body lock up in surprise. The queen gasped, in a quick breath as she felt her cheeks flair up. "W-w-what was that?"

@☁ Hyelim For a brief moment, there was no space between his lips and her skin. It wasn't intended but he'd leaned forward and brushed his lips against the back of her neck.

Silence filled the room.

He couldn't sleep. His eyes were wide open but he couldn't see, could only feel. Her body heat, the coolness of her skin against his, the smell of her tangled mess of hair.

It was warm and comfy and crisp. But he still couldn't sleep. Because it smelled too much like .

"What?" Mir's voice came out hoarse, surprised, as if he had just been caught doing something he shouldn't. He shifted where he lay, finding a much more comfortable position. "What are you sorry for?" He was genuinely stumped. She had nothing to be sorry for - she'd offered him everything, had only ever had good intentions.

No apologies were needed.

"You don't need to apologise," he whispered, the room to dark to hold a loud voice. Gently, as he sat up on his elbow, he brushed away hair from her neck with his free hand.
Then, this time, he kissed a purposeful one against it. A caring, silent one only to be shared in this room, at this moment.

She deserved it.

@☁ Mir The next few seconds were a blur. Hyelim guessed it was the stress finally having caught up to her, every single emotion she had bottled up from the night spilling out into the open. She remembered slumping forwards, her feet disappearing from under her, but no fall. Her limbs didn't feel like her own, oddly foreign and numb. She curled up in Mir's arms, hiding the only place she had ever found shelter.
Mir...

She felt sad for him. Sad because she knew he was hurt. Sad because she was now making him hurt more. She didn't want him to worry. All she wanted was for him to be happy and now she was doing the completely opposite. She was making it worse on him. She was hurting him.

The metallic clang of a door swing shut echoed somewhere far away. Maybe it was close, but it had sounded far away. The blur of lights in Hye's eyes shifted before her body finally found rest, half way curled up on a soft bed. The lights disappeared, replacing blurry vision with utter darkness.

But she wasn't alone. Strong arms embraced her, a warmth so soothing and familiar pressing up against her back. Hye leaned against him, letting out a small shaky sigh. She could feel his breath tickle at the back of her neck as she placed one hand over his.

"I'm... s-sorry... Mir."

@☁ Hyelim For a second, Mir was frozen at Hyelim suddenly springing into his arms. She never opened cried, even in front of him. For a long time, he had just been convinced she just didn't feel much at all - instead, she'd just been concealing it.

Hyelim's words sparked him out of his frozen state and he quickly swept her up into his arms, gathering her head against his shoulder. "Okay," he said, understanding. "Okay, I'll stay with you."

Perhaps it was the stress. Perhaps she was so overcome with being crowned queen that everything had just burst out of her.

Mir didn't want to think. He didn't want to think it was his fault.

She was weak. Her legs buckled under her and, thankfully Mir wasn't too tired to lack in quick reactions, he swiftly picked her up into his arms, walking carefully back to his room.

She was weightless. It almost felt like he was barely carrying anything as he crept past the guard, tried to ignore his curious eyes, and slipped back into his room, leaning back to close the door.

Almost as soon as she had left, he had laid her into his bed, climbed in beside her and pulled over the covers. Quickly, he leaned ice and blew out the candle that was giving them light.

Darkness. He could feel her heat in front of him, could feel the brush of her bare back where he'd ripped her nightgown. Carefully, cautiously, Mir slipped his arm around her waist, his lips close to her neck.

"Is this okay?" He whispered.

@☁ Mir "Yes... Sleep," Hye answered, her voice as flat and empty as her expression. She couldn't let her feelings show, not now. But as Mir's hand slipped into hers her defences crumbled. Her bottom lips quivered before the tears sprung from her eyes. She slung herself forwards into his arms, crying openly for the first time in years. "I d-don't care where, Mir... I j-just don't wa-want to sleep alone," she stuttered out from under her sobs.

Her whole body was shaking as she held onto Mir, the feeling in her stomach rushing up through her lips and through her whole body. Her knees where wobbling, her whole body feeling like she was about to collapse. "M-mir...."

[ Sorry, I'm sleepy >___< ]

@☁ Hyelim "Sleep?" He asked, surprised. But he quickly registered his expression into one of acceptance. "Okay, you can sleep. Just come..." He slipped his hand into hers and tugged, encouraging her to follow him back to his room. There was a gut feeling in the pit of his stomach that knew he didn't want her to be alone tonight. His own problems be damned. Soojung wasn't going to suddenly change her mind and call of the wedding. Mir's fate had been doomed. But Hyelim was still able to be saved.

He pleaded with her through his eyes. "You can come sleep in my bed," he suggested quietly. Who knew what she'd do if she was alone. He didn't want them to part now, not when she was clearly upset. "Or," his eyes perked up at the idea. Maybe she'd be uncomfortable in his bed now that she'd associate it with the ual events that had led to their awkwardness. "I'll come to yours? I don't..." He had to pause to form the words. "I don't want to leave you like this."

Why did she have to look at him like that? Like none of his words affected her? Had he really hollowed her out so much that she was unresponsive, expressionless? This night had just gotten worse and worse... The one person he thought he'd have forever and he'd messed up that relationship too.

{{There's not much more I can write until I know if Hye follows him/agrees or not xD}}

@☁ Mir Every step Hye took down the hallway hurt. The ball in her stomach was just growing larger, feeding itself on her doubt and her anger towards herself. It felt like someone was ripping her up from the inside, tearing her soul from her being. She wanted to run. Wanted to get back to the safety of her covers. She wanted nothing more than to just cry out the pain and be done with it.

The call of her name from down the hallway registered in the back of her mind, but she didn't turn back. She was on autopilot, completely at a loss of control of her own body.

But then a hand was around her wrist, her body spinning to meet the sight of Mir standing in only his underwear behind her. Something flashed over his face before he pulled her into a hug. Hye could hear words, but they didn't ring through to her at all. And as Mir pulled back she just kept staring at him with the same empty expression, tears slowly rolling down her cheeks.

"Whatever.. I... want?" Hye asked as she looked at him, unable to understand what he was doing. Lying was better. It was better to not put more worry on him. "I... Want to sleep. Just... Just sleep," she mumbled.

@☁ Hyelim "You don't bother me," Mir started, instantly reacting to her movements. He sat up in bed, watching her slip off the bed. "Hey, Hye. Wait."

But before he could have a chance to grab her wrist, she had already glided out of the room. What had he done? Was it something he'd said? Was it something he'd done? With a groan, he raked his fingers through his hair before he jumped out of the bed, scrambled on his underwear and clumsily followed after Hyelim.

"Hye, wait!" he called, watching her flowing down the hallway. Mir sheepishly grinned at a nearby guard who was evidently trying not to notice his , before Mir raced down after Hyelim. He really couldn't care less if he woke up the whole palace. He couldn't sleep knowing he'd upset her.

"Hey, wait, Hye, please," he stuttered, skidding up to her and grabbing her wrist to spin her to face him. "What's wron-?" His words froze at seeing her tears. His face crumbled, his eyes drooping with sadness and regret. And a flash of understanding. "Hey," he said softer this time, pulling her into a hug. He didn't care if she could feel his or that he was freezing standing there only in his underwear. Right then, he had to make things up to her. He had rectify whatever they'd had before tonight.

Mir held on to her tight, burying his face into her neck. "I'm sorry," he mumbled against the mess of her hair. "I'm sorry..." He didn't know exactly what he was sorry for; for not sleeping with her, for loving someone else, for asking if it was okay to masterbate in the same room as her. But whatever it was, he was sorry. He'd be sorry for anything just to have the girl he knew so well returned.

Slowly, Mir pulled away just enough to see her face, and gently wiped away her tears with his thumbs. "What do you want?" He asked quietly and compassionately. Whatever it was, he was sure he'd gladly give it to her.

@☁ Mir Good? Well, good to know he considered her purity being lost to someone a good thing. "Y-yeah... Good," Hye mumbled dismissively back, moving off of Mir's legs. This whole thing was stupid. She should never have come here from the start. She was just lying for herself, trying to trick Mir's mind so that she could get what she so selfishly wanted... Him.

"Beautiful...?" Hye looked down at herself, her bottom lip jutting out a little further. She didn't feel beautiful. With slow movements she picked up the loose shoulder straps of her gown, pulling them back up onto her arms. With the tear down the back of the nightgown it hung low around her chest, exposing more than she would like for, especially with the given situation.

Without even thinking, Hye found herself having scooted to the end of the bed, her legs off the side, feet brushing against the cold floor. Her thoughts were racing fast through her mind, battling themselves over what she was supposed to feel. Disgust? Sadness? Shame? Regret...?

"Hm?"
She glanced back as she heard her name of Mir's lips. She saw the look on his face, quickly knowing that she had ruined something beautiful. He was awkward, unable to tell her something. But as he pointed down, she knew what he meant. "Yeah... Yeah, go ahead... I... I should probably get going anyways." The queen abruptly stood up, her back still turned to Mir. It was better he didn't see her tears. "I'm sorry I bothered you... Mir..."

Her feet moved on their own, carrying her over to the door and out into the hallways. She didn't look back, didn't pay any attention to anything, just walked that same path she had taken earlier backwards to her bedroom.

@☁ Hyelim "Oh," Mir swallowed, unsure, watching her avert her gaze. "Well... That's good then."

How had things become so awkward? They'd always been so easy with each other. They had never let anything abrupt their flow. But now, this - whatever it was - had built up a barrier between them, even though their bodies were closer than ever.

"I'm sorry," Mir said suddenly, surprising even himself. "This has nothing to do with you. I-" He took a breath before he formed his words. "You're a beautiful girl, Hye. A man would be blind not to see that. But..."

He let out a frustrated sigh, turning away. "I don't even know," he groaned, covering his face with the pillow.

But he did know. He knew he was in love with Soojung. He knew she was getting married to another man. He knew Hye was his best friend, that he cared for her.

But whatever had transpired over the last few minutes had confused things. Feeling her lips against his, her soft skin under his fingertips, feeling around his-

Mir flinched, feeling the uncomfortable hardness between his legs jab against the bed covers. He glanced down, cringed and looked at the ceiling. He's have to get rid of that somehow...

"Hye?" he asked cautiously. "Do you mind if I...?" He didn't know how to even describe it - he'd done these things only ever in private. Never had he shared them with her.

Awkwardly, he just pointed at his , worried at his lip and tried to avoid eye contact. Masterbating wasn't really something he did in company...

@☁ Mir The queen's lips pursed up in a small pout as she glanced back at him, sad to see that the gloom had returned to him. Her breath was still heavy, but she no longer felt the excitement. It hadn't worked.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered as she leaned closer, placing her cheek against his chest and hugging his waist. Her eyes wandered down his toned body and to his hard member, suddenly a sight that seemed more hurtful than delightful and exciting. She was just making the problems worse like this... She was making him do things he shouldn't do with anyone but whom his heart belonged to. Those things were sacred.

And his words did nothing to help on how she felt. She had let her selfish lusts blind her. The young queen closed her eyes and bit into her bottom lip, anything to stop the tears from coming.

Hye immediately looked away when he looked at her, not wanting him to see this. She didn't need him to worry more. She didn't want to give him more heartache. So, it was better if she just lied.
And she nodded her head.

@☁ Hyelim "I do worry about you," Mir hummed sadly, swallowing and averting his gaze from hers. He sighed, rolling back onto his back as if he were exhausted. He hadn't wanted this; it had just be sprung upon him and he'd taken the bait, had got lost in it.

But not too lost that he couldn't pull himself out. "Hye," he murmured, trying to ignore the uncomfortable stiffness between his legs, and ushered his best friend closer to rest her head on his chest if she wished.

Groaning, Mir covered his eyes with his arm. "It doesn't help, Hye. Not like that," he sighed, though quickly amended it by adding. "I don't mean like that. I mean, you were great.." He breathed, closing his eyes. "Really great but... If I'm not worrying about one thing, I'm worrying about you."

Slowly, Mir pulled his arm away from his eyes, meeting her gaze. "Hye," he asked carefully. "Have you done anything like this before? I mean," he coughed, not sure if he should just come right out and say it. "Are you a ?"

{{I just went with my natural guy instead of forcing it xD I'm sure they'll resume soon XP}}

@☁ Mir Hye kept moving, slowly getting into the actions she were performing. She let the taste and scent of Mir's member be the only thing to carry her onwards, her natural curiosity getting the better of her. As she became more comfortable, she began moving further down on his length, but she still remained unable to even get half of it inside before she had to pull back for breath.

The sound of her name off his tongue made her glance up, the tip of still between her lips. "Hm?" She blushed as he gently touched her cheek, unable to keep herself from smiling when she pulled back. "W-was I g-going to fast?" she stuttered shyly, glancing away as she dried the corner of her lips.

"Hm? Why?"
Hye moved a little closer to Mir as he beckoned for her to move closer. But she moved closer still, blushing as he leaned closer, brushing his nose against hers. "What are you talking about?" she asked in confusion, furrowing her brows gently.

And as he gave his answer her eyes widened. She leaned back from his lips, a kiss she would otherwise have accepted with open arms. "M-mir... I'm doing this to help you from thinking about things like that right now..." She placed her hand lightly on his chest. "Just... Don't worry about me, okay?" She smiled weakly, trying to hide what was moving behind her eyes. She did love him.

@☁ Hyelim Mir's moan shuddered underneath his breath as Hyelim began to on . He closed his eyes, letting the feeling soak through his body, his lower stomach feeling tighter and tighter like a knot.

Yet it wasn't so easy to relax when his consciousness wandered on its own, fully away of what was pleasuring him. Despite his hazy mind, he couldn't feel entirely comfortable, ever so slightly shifting around to find a more comfortable place.

Then; "Hye," he said, snapping his eyes open as he gently d the side of her face. He had never really seen her at this angle, let alone with his in his mouth. It wasn't meant to be this way. It wasn't fair on her this way. He didn't want her to be treated like he was a servant meant to pleasure him. She deserved more than that.

"Come here," Mir whispered, gently encouraging her up to his side and scooting close to her, his nose brushing against hers. "If..." He let out a breath and glanced down. "If we're going to do this, I want it to be more than just heat of the moment." He glanced up and captured her eyes with his. He didn't want her first time to be remembered as loveless.

"Just pretend," he said gently, stroking away hair from the side of her face. "For a moment, that we're in love." Then, as restrained as he possibly could - for her sake - he moved forward, caressing her lips with his and stroking up and down her waist with his hand.

@☁ Mir Ever so slowly, Hye dared to do more than just at him. She parted her lips, letting his hard tip slowly sink in between them, her tongue tightly wound against the underside of . She had never done anything like this before, but she had heard overheard conversations and seen things happen around the castle enough to know what she was to do.

With her fingers still around his base and her lips around his tip, Hye began lightly, humming as she felt Mir's hands tangling into her hair. He tasted odd, salty and somewhat sweet. It was tasty and Hye was sure she would grow to enjoy that taste quick enough.

She began moving her head slowly as she heard Mir's small moans, happy that what she was doing something that could help him. But as his lips parted again she heard something else. It was that name again. Soojung... Was that the girl who had broken his heart? Was she the one who had broken his heart? Hye felt a sting of pain that he would be thinking of her right now, but at the same time... If it made him happy.

The young queen closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to thinking about it. She was going to pleasure Mir, she didn't care what else. She wanted him happy, and she didn't care if it was because he was thinking of her or someone else.

@☁ Hyelim Mir blushed furiously, wishing he could slap Hye in that moment - playfully, of course. "Stop embarrassing me," he growled weakly, shielding his face with his hands. "This is hard enough as it is..." Her laughter had snapped him out of his blur, reminding him of where he was and who was about to pleasure him. For a moment, it had been hazy, his movements spurred on by animalistic instinct. Now, his mind had begun to clear, his throat constricting, not sure if he was comfortable with it.

But the feeling of her delicate fingers wrapping around , and her lips sipping on her tip, pushing him back into the moment, a sigh of relief escaping his mouth as he leaned his head back, closing his eyes.

Mir's breath became heavier as her lips kissed his tip, her hand shifting up and down his . A low groan escaped the back of his throat as enclosed further over him, making him shiver at the contact.

He swallowed hard, at every movement she got right.

Mir found his arms moving on their own, his fingers gently weaving into Hye's hair.

It wasn't hard to imagine Hye wasn't someone else. His fingers would be entwined in Soojung's hair, his hips bucking into her delicate mouth as she slowly explored his body.

"Soojung," he sighed with a moan.

His eyes flickered open. Had he just said that out loud? With a groan of frustration, Mir covered his blushing face with a sprawled arm over his eyes.

He didn't want to be reminded of her. Not now.

And he especially hadn't wanted Hye to know who he had been imagining.

@☁ Mir Hye pulled back in surprise as Mir suddenly wrestled down his underwear, his stiff member flying out and hitting against her forehead. For a moment, the queen sat still, wide-eyed and blinking, before bursting out laughing. "Ai, you surprised me, Mir~" she hummed and glanced up at him for a brief second before her eyes went back to his .

With careful movements she wrapped her fingers around it's girth, biting into her bottom lip as she began stroking up and down. So that was how a felt. It was oddly warm, harder than Hye would have guessed and massive from where she was currently positioned.

Tryingly, she leaned closer, brushing her hair back behind her ear as she did. Her lips were parted, less than an inch from the tip of Mir's member. It smelled odd, but... not unpleasant. Just strange and different was all. Closing her eyes, Hye leaned in further, feeling her lips brush the skin of his length in a small kiss. And then another. Slowly she began parting her lips more, letting the tip of her tongue brush against him. Her hand at the base of was slowly moving up and down, her tongue getting more and more curious about her friend's body.

@☁ Hyelim Mir let out a soft groan as Hye lifted his face away from her s, her lips lingering on his for the briefest of seconds. He'd been enjoying that, feeling her soft skin against his lips, the way it curved into plump s, the sound of her moans spurring him on.

But his plights had been forgotten as soon as Hye began to crawl down his body, feeling her breath trail along the bare, sticky skin of his torso. He knew what was coming and, evidently, so did his prnis as it twitched as she came closer.

Had she ever done this before? Was she okay with this? The thought flickered across his mind before it was wiped clean when Mir felt her brush the tip of her nose against his clothes bulge. He clenched his fists, letting out a heavy, shuddering breath.

She was taking too long, her fingers too delicate and gentle as they pulled at his underwear. Impatience boiled with in him, his body inticipating the warm contact of around his tip, his muscles tensing. With a growl, he snapped his hand forward and pried his underwear over his bulge, feeling the cool air burst against his .

For all the times he'd worried about what other people thought, how others would react, this moment had trapped Mir in a world with just him and Hye. He forgot about the celebrations earlier, the spilled alcohol, the heartbreaking announcements. Right now, it was just him and Hye and his imaginations.

@☁ Mir "Never mind it, Mir," Hye answered breathily back, not caring what happened to that gown. She was queen, there would be more clothing for her in her new position than she could ever herself be able to wear.

"Hm?" She had no time to respond before his lips were back on hers, his strong arms hugging her so tightly closer. She kissed him, mumbling her words between their heated makeout. "When did I every say you weren't?" It was dumb and childish, but it was the kind of playful relationship they had always had. No matter how many times he would poke fun at her, she would just poke back.

The queen perked up slightly as she heard the faintest hint of a moan coming from Mir. Good, it was working. She just hoped it would make him forget, at least for the time being. A small movement from Mir's hips made Hye flinch, although she managed to keep her hand steadily in place. She could feel it resting now, a little further down than it had a few moments ago. She wondered how it would feel when the clothing wasn't between them anymore.

Hye leaned gently back, wanting to see Mir's face when she realised he had ideas of seeing something too. As his fingers hooked into the fabric off her loose gown, she in a small breath, feeling her heart beating faster. He would be the first man to see her skin, the first man to ever touch her. And as the light fabric of her gown slid down her s she felt her cheeks turning red, a warmth slowly spreading between her legs.

Mir's next movements took Hye by surprise. She moaned out, feeling his lips moving down her neck and chest, not stopping until he had reached her s. Another moan, louder this time, echoed off the walls, making her legs shudder. "M-mir... I w-was supposed to treat you," she mumbled under her breath, gently squeezing the bulge in his pants.

"Let me treat you~"
This was her moment to shine. It was her time to be in control. She placed her free hand under his chin, pushing him back from her chest and placing a light kiss against his lips. "Just... Please enjoy~" She smirked slightly as she pulled back, biting into her bottom lip as she scooted back off his hips. It was easy enough spotting the bulge in his underwear, making her heart beat faster as she kept crawling back.

With a determined expression, Hye leaned closer, letting the tip of her nose brush against the bulge. "Will it not feel better if I do things to you?~" She hooked her fingers into the hem of his underwear and started pulling back towards herself.

@☁ Hyelim "I'll get one of the seamstresses to sew it up afterwards," he breathed against her neck, his thoughts fleetingly brushing over the repercussions of his actions. Of course, the seamstress would probably spread rumours about what had happened to the nightgown. But, right then, Mir couldn't care less. His mind was set on other things - on less innocent things.

Mir's hands trailed up Hye's back, caressing her smooth, hot skin. With every movement, his hold on her became tighter, ever that less gentle and gentlemanly. A husky laugh brushed along Hye's neck at hearing her words. For a brief second, he remembered who he was with, remembered who he was touching.

"When did you ever call me handsome?" He smirked lazily, grazing his lips against the skin of her neck as he moved to capture her lips.

It was moving fast - everything was moving fast. Mir was feeling hot, sweat clinging to his shoulder blades as he felt Hye's hands drag down his chest to his stomach, dipping into the crevices of his abs.

He let out a little murmur of a moan, breaking the kiss, as he felt her hand come closer and closer to the band of his underwear.

Mir dragged his fingers up into Hye's hair, his eyes raking across her bare shoulders and down her ripped nightgown, imagining the skin that would be held underneath. The bulge between his legs tightened and twitched, and as Hue tugged at the band of his underwear, Mir's reflexes jerked his hips up against her.

Red hot cursed his cheeks but he didn't let it shame him as he dipped his hands from her hair and down her shoulders, his fingers hooking underneath the loose fabric. And he tugged, watching it fall from her arm, tumbling over her s. His breath shuddered as the material past her s, revealing the soft, smooth skin of them.

An incoherent growl rumbled at the back of his throat before he was diving forward, his lips hungry as he trailed them down from her neck all the way to the plump skin that he craved.

He was moving on animal instinct, all crumbs of his gentlemanly self swept away. It pushed out all his thoughts, all his memories, all his worries.

Wasn't this what she had wanted?

@☁ Mir Hye had to do her best not to let out sounds loud enough to alert anyone who would patrol out in the hallways. Mir was clearly very skilled at this, probably having wooed a good handful of ladies in his time. She shuddered as another weak moan left her parted lips, feeling the soft trail of kisses running down her neck.

She wanted to speak and to encourage him, but wasn't sure if her words would rip him out of whatever he was imagining. It was better she kept to short sounds of appreciation, letting him knowing that she liked what he was doing. And like it, she did. His arms felt so secure, in a way very unlike what they had felt like before. She was giving herself in to him completely, not a doubt in her mind that she'd do anything he asked.

A faint growl startled Hye before she felt Mir tugging at the collar of her gown. She glanced down at him, a small loving smile spreading on her lips. "H-hey, let me g-get that f-" The cold breeze that suddenly flushed against Hye's back made her stop up with a small gasp. The ripping noise had been clear enough, Mir had torn up the back of her gown. It was pretty and she'd miss it, but that movement of force from Mir's side had sparked something in Hye.

"Don't say sorry, Handsome," she whispered back, her voice slowly filling with confidence, battling with the loving tone of care from earlier. "Just don't stop it," she added, letting her arms sink down slightly, the straps of her gown hanging loosely around her shoulders. She didn't hesitate for a second to lean closer, kissing Mir as passionately as before, if not with a little more want.

As his hands began moving along her exposed skin, Hye could feel her breath growing heavier. She was starting to get into this whole thing, feeling her body slowly heat up like a furnace filled with coal. Her hands, shuddering with excited fright, slowly moved to Mir's stomach. Her fingers traced the lines of his muscles so finely toned underneath his soft skin. The queen's hands moved lower and lower as they kissed, not stopping until they were in between her own legs, her fingers tugging weakly at the Mir's underwear.

@☁ Hyelim His breath was hot as his kisses trailed down her skin, selfishly craving the little moans he heard. He couldn't help but imagine he was holding Soojung, feeling her hair brush against his cheek, hearing her little wimpers. All it took was for him to close his eyes and hear the words Hyelim spoke in Soojung's voice, feeling her body pressed against his chest.

Obediently, Mir gently swept away Hye's hair from her shoulder with a brush of his fingers, trailing his lips down the rest of the length of her neck before settling at her collarbone. He sipped at her skin, running his tongue along the ridge of her collarbone, his around tightening around her lower back as he felt her fingers weaved into his hair.

But he couldn't go any lower. A growl escaped his throat, his hand traveling up her spine, reaching the collar of her nightgown and tugging at it. Damn this material. As much as he pulled, it wouldn't pass her shoulder.

The rage building up in him yanked the material, hearing a rip echoing between their breaths.

Mir swore underneath his breath, his eyes travelling back to Hye's. "Sorry," he whispered huskily before tugging at her to kiss him again. Damn, had he needed this.

His hands travelled by themselves, one slipping underneath the material of her nightgown to graze along the bare skin of her spine, the other weaving into her hair.