❛ sohyang

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 she nods with an affirmative smile and snorts at just the way he responds. if anything, almost everyone seems to know who markus is the moment when sohyang mentions about investing in stocks or that the topic of the said subject is brought up. Little does she knew that she met him through a black tie event and the next thing was them smashing throughout the night. Indeed, he is almost synonymous to the world of business but somewhere behind that facade, she hopes that he actually crave for some human connections and it kind of saddens her that they have never really gotten to know each other better other than all the one-night stands. "tired of just practicing?", her words linger in the air for a moment as she thinks of his question. "It is absolutely mundane and weary to be practicing the same thing over and over but it is also the feeling of joy and accomplishment that I am able to nail the piece and i get to play with various techniques to make the instrument sing better for the piece to be interpreted differently." she murmurs in thought at his other question and let out a tickled chuckle. "I do indeed crave for adventures outside of my comfort zone. It'd be nice to do it together with someone who will yolo with me. Ah... same. I also just leave the possibility of having a family in the future."

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 “world of me, duh,” he reiterates with a gloating tone before chuckling his narcissism off along with a roll of his eyes. well, it’s true! the world of business is almost synonymous to his name— at least in asia; but markus is an ambitious man and he is definite he’d conquer this continent too if he proves to be successful in the hollywood industry. burying the gears of his workaholism, he tunes in to her answer and nods in understanding from time to time. “i see. well, i know this might be hypocritical to say but aren’t you tired of just practicing and working? don’t you long for adventures outside the stage and your home, at least?” he asks, knowing how much the younger generation seeks for freedom and enacts it by traveling. from what he remembers, sohyang’s a tad younger than him so he might as well cluster her with the younglings. that said, when she reminds him of building a family, he feels a light headache pass by and shakes his head, “no, i don’t think so. i may have wanted to but— i don’t know. i guess it’s best to leave that for the future.”

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 “stay and enlighten me on... the world of business?”, she teases, wondering what else is there to be enlightened beyond the cosmos of musical music and basic day to days tasks. handing the half-finished bottle to the other, she doesn’t care if her saliva is on it since they have already exchanges fluids since the first night they spent together. “i know that feeling way too well and it is often times i rather not do anything and lay at home.” she mutters softly once again, sliding down to lay on her back albeit still very sore. “Hmm.. I started when i was only twelve and it was considered young back then to be already performing on the international stages. It is, the constant practice almost every day to make sure my skills are up to par. obsessive fans.. not so much, i spend most of my time being on stage, practice rooms and at home that have heavy security round the clock. thus i don’t really fee the brunt of it. i know you rather focus on your business at the moment and you’re still young but... have you ever given a thought about starting your own family?”

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 well, that’s odd— her inviting him to stay the night. it’s unheard of from the lady’s lips especially on nights like this when he plans to just retreat into his own apartment, but markus welcomes the change with gratitude and zeal. he could really use a companion for tonight. “i guess i can stay and enlighten you,” he responds with fake apathy before slipping under the blankets beside her. and it’s only then when he’s welcomed by warmth had he realize that he’s cold after minutes of being buck . focusing on the matter at hand though, he lightly hums in rumination of her query and eventually answers, “no, not really. it’s always been my bread and butter, i can’t possibly be tired of something i absolutely adore. but if i have to be completely honest, i guess there are days when i just feel like it’s all for naught and that’s when it’s most exhausting.” not wanting to be the only topic for the night, he quickly returns the question with equal interest, “how about you? you’ve been working since young, right? isn’t it tiring to keep on the same career and fend off obsessive fans for years?”

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 she pushes herself to a sitting position, although in pain and winces slightly, reaching out for the opened bottle. "thanks," she smiles softly at the male and grasps the cold item in her hand, bringing it to her lips to take a couple of heavy gulps. she has always been a solitary woman who had only learnt how to seek comfort in the music she had learnt and played since she was young for her parents made use to their own gains. She sure has a couple of friends she could trust with her whole life but they definitely have a life of their own. because of it, she had tried not to bother them so much that they has drifted apart. nestling the base of the bottle in her other hand, she takes the moment to look at the handsome male and let out a soft chuckle. "Wait-", she calls out by gently catching his wrist in her hand. "spend a night here? for all those times we have been banging, i have always wanted to ask you something. are you not exhausted from working to expand your empire?" Her own hazel orbs fills up with worry and sincerity about the other, knowing just how hard he had been working. The very first time she met him, she read up all about him after and boy was she genuinely impressed at how he started from the bottom.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 markus nods in accord of her reply and knowingly follows her line of sight to fetch her a bottled water. “here,” he offers after he twists the bottle cap open for her. it has not always been like this— on their first night, markus hardly talked to her let alone tried to. he’s a difficult man as dubbed by his colleagues and he himself admits that he doesn’t like to delve into the other side of business, pleasure. but it seems like the woman has always been destined for greatness, in other words, him instead. thus when he found himself seeing her again at the same bar, on the same week, he didn’t hesitate to initiate a round two for them both. and he’s definitely glad he did because whether he likes it or not, it’s because of her that he uncovered a side of him he’s always hidden underneath the elegance and coldness. however, like all great things, everything must come to an end. “i’ll clean the living room and lock the doors for you. go ahead and rest,” he declares as he runs a hand through his unkempt hair and waits for her goodbye.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 with another heave of sigh, she reaches up to clean off the remains of his left on her face and looks right into his hazel orbs and chuckles dryly at his words. "I do see it coming after all the taunting i have done earlier." with her admittance, she knows if she does step out of the box, she will be so messed up worse than the last. and god forbids, she would find herself incapable to perform on stage ever again and might retire early. she limply winds her arms around his shoulders and let him carry her to the bedroom, letting out a heavy, exhausted sigh after feeling the pain shooting up from her lower torso to her spine. the aggressive s he did is taking effects. "yes please." she politely accepts while her gaze rests on a neon green mini fridge nestled next to her makeup table at the corner of the room which is easily found near the ensuite bathroom.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 there’s something about her that riles markus even just as he finishes but he tries to extinguish the flame for now in sympathy of the woman. after all, they still had months’ time if he recalls her earlier promise right. bending down to her height, he lifts her chin up and answers her question with a small apologetic smile adorning his lips, “definitely. sorry, you had it rough but you should’ve seen it coming.” his words compromise of mischief yet there’s a hint of gravity in his tone, a promise of sorts that if she dares act up again in their future endeavors he’d do the same lest worse. “come, i’ll lay you to bed,” he eventually invites as he gently coils her arms around his neck before scooping her up into a loose embrace and bringing her to the said destination. once they arrive, he lays her down and pulls the blanket up to her body. “want me to get you some water?” he asks out of generosity.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 despite her release, the male is relentlessly ing into her, making her think that it is not the end for sure. unfortunately she has yet to take her birth control pills, something she would religiously take ever since she met markus but that night was the time she realises she had completely run out of it and has purely forgotten to top up her declining stock. even then, she does know that he would be doing it completely different. with her mind and heart steeled for what is to come, she immediately kneels, following his cues and tries to open wide enough for his girth and occasionally feeling like she has to gag but holds it back. her hands moves to rest on both his thighs for support awhile looking up from under her hooded eyes, almost pleading to go gentle on him. the rougher he goes in, the more she feels the need to breath yet there is no opportunity window for her to the point that her face reddens and veins popping out in her neck and the temples of her forehead. sohyang let him use her to his whims and just when he finally empties himself, she pulls away, swallowing the load down albeit tasting a little metallic and clean while inhaling deeply from the very short window of time where she is unable to breathe. "Feel better now...?" she asks weakly, her head bowing and her being on all fours, visibly exhausted from the earlier.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 oh, he can sure feel the warm juices overflowing from her throbbing honeypot, yet despite the mess he's made of her, markus relentlessly goes on with his assault— his own end building up but not quite. on the contrary, even as he chases for the finish line, he doesn't plan to stir her insides with his own fluids; at least not in the place she might think it'll be. and so when he finally feels he's really close, he pulls out of her and roughly makes her kneel in front him. "!” he groans as he swiftly enters , not bothering to amuse themselves anymore with the way his overwhelms her head. he then continues to into her, occasionally warming the entirety of his length down and only pulling back when she seems to lose breath. soon, he feels a knot forming at the base of his abdomen and it didn't take long after when a string of curses flutters out his mouth as he rapidly s deep into her, ", , !" he exclaims on the last note as he feels his spurt inside her. taking his time to empty himself, he soon releases the hold on her hair and withdraws from .

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 she brings her head down to her hands, clasping them together as if to say a prayer when she is not and looks back up again, craning her neck back seeing how it has been used as a form of rein for the male. with a gasp, she closes her eyes every time the tip of his groin hit her g-spot so accurately, her pool of sensation growing at a rapid speed. she tightens her walls to hold it back, not going to release it any time soon only after he tells her to. "i'm so ing close, please." she pleads shakily with a loud moan following after. it is of no help when her nub is twisted and pulled while being rammed into from the back and her swollen lovebud being rubbed. "oh —", she cussed loudly, her walls relaxing and letting herself go that makes her entire body jerking uncontrollably. with that said, her juices starts to leak out of her and down his length, followed by deep, heavy pants of breaths from the female.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 his moans come out deeply and steadily as he brings his tip to the verge of her entrance and then down to her depths with each fast . thankfully, their lasted a great while as markus doesn't have to worry about any unneeded friction given their current pace. although on that note, that's never been a problem for them two. "are you close?," he profanely asks in between his grunts as he switches his hold to her neck once again, using them like reins of some sort to pull her back and pleasurably choke her as intended. then when he finally thinks she's slowly coming to an end, he keeps up his pace whilst the hand on her waist reaches over to twist and pull on her . " for me, ," he orders as he continuously rams onto her ends and his hand trails down to rub on her engorged oris. afterwards, markus doesn't stop with his abuse until she's completely done, rather even after she's done.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 the counter she is sitting on is sure a -blocker, feeling he does not wholly enter her. a dry chuckle left her lips as the choke on her neck only get tighter as if she is pretty much owned by him and no one else. the sounds of his low grunts fills her ears like they are music. presuming that they share a telepathic thought, she get roughly manhandled off the counter and is turned around, her chest meeting the cool marble counter top and she has to hold onto the edges once again for support. uttering cuss words under her breath, her head gets yanked back and her l walls keep tightening around his girth, the tingling sensation growing even bigger and pooling right at the pit. "oh . rougher, papi." she wants to be roughened up so bad that she might not be able to walk for the next few days, ignoring the fact that she might need those days to actually practice for her upcoming concert. his length is all that occupies her mind.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 as always, she doesn't disappoint. perhaps, he should call her /his/ harlot by now 'cause he definitely doesn't want to share this piece of her with anyone else. in fact, just the thought of it makes him go bat crazy as he pleasurably tightens his hold around her neck and starts rocking his hips to into her. "ah, ," he lowly grunts whilst he fastens his pace. unfortunately, for the position they had, he couldn't reach deep into her snatch and so he roughly pulls her off the counter, turns her around, and enters her once again with the same pace. "you're so tight," he comments as he finally manages to burrow down most of his , the spare skin only proving how lengthy he was. his hand then collects her hair into a ponytail so he can pull her up whilst his other was holding down her waist.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 hearing him lowly has certainly made the female feel very much in triumph as she continues doing the show he very much requests for. she is waiting for that one moment where he will be groaning in frustration, anger, anything that shows he is slowly caving in yet at the last moment, he manages to stop himself from doing so by him biting down on her bottom lip which actually makes sohyang furrows her eyebrows in disappointment. her little show isn't enough to bring the mighty titan down. with her other hand, she reaches out to bop on the tip of his nose and grins woozily. "only for you." her chuckle is cut short, the female feeling something so warm and thick entering her and let out a long exhilarated sigh. "oh - so ing good," she sneered harshly, holding her tongue out as if to provoke him and at the same time, spreading her legs just so she can adjust easily to his size. Subtly, she jerks her hips towards his groin, wanting to swallow more of him and disregarding the pain that comes along with her move.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 a low moan escapes his mouth as he trains his eyes on her best performance to date and slowly pumps his along her fingers. god damn it! this sight— how does she plan to entertain him with his favorite symphonies next time around when those very same digits lewdly etches a memory he'll cherish for a long while. actually, if he doesn't know better, he'd even think she's in the adult industry instead and that's saying a whole lot. markus almost groans in ire when she suddenly stops yet thankfully he managed to bite his bottom lip just in time. "ah, such a , aren't you?" he speaks through gritted teeth as he taps his over her protruding before suddenly entering her snatch. "how do you like that now?" he menacingly asks, letting her adjust to his size for a short moment whilst his palm gently chokes her bruised neck.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 her chest heaves out of desperation and she tilts her head to the side to stare deeply into the man's soul, just wondering what he is planning next. such strategic plans and sneaky yet bold executions of said motions, she can't help but to love everything he has done to her. enough excitement and uncertainty to keep her on the toes all the time. with her g-spot being hit once more, she let go of too long a breath that she has been holding in and looks over at him with a glint of dark fervor in her hazel orbs. sohyang les and hungrily on his digits that has been coated with her own juices, her stare never leaving his. "a show... something i can do well.. on this stage," she whispered darkly, patting the counter she has been sitting on all along before moving both hands to her mounds, giving a rough squeeze before snaking them down her torso and finally at her crotch, ripping her apart and flinging it to god knows where. "oh , so wet..", she chuckles cynically as her left hand spreads the folds and the other rubbing it to get some of her fluids on it before finally inserting her index and middle fingers into herself. a loud groan could be heard with a following of her hand inside. as if she is about to for the third time, she instantly pulls out and bring that very hand to , deliberately it off like it is an ice popsicle with a smirk on her tiers and a glint of mischievousness in her eyes.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 markus perks at her desperation and as much as he wants to just shroud her with what she wanted, he decides to put her off again for the meantime. like they say, good things come to those who wait. giving her g-spot one last curl, he again stands up straight and makes her his fingers clean. “but before that, why don’t you give me a show?” he wickedly asks before adding, “and in return, i’ll give you one just as good.” he pulls his hand off before lathering his with a mix of her saliva and fluids as lubrication. and then pumping his manhood, he unintentionally lets out a heavenly grunt from the much desired friction. in spite of the pleasure, however, he remains coolheaded to remind himself that this is just for show and his will only spurt when he’s throat deep inside her.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 letting out a cuss word at how he is not giving up the battle so easy, she looks up momentarily to see that they are shifting now to the immaculate kitchen and allows the other to put her onto the counter. with her legs spread by his vice and his face drawing close to her clothed crotch, she can't help but to let out a raspy sigh, one that is a mixture of both need and excitement for what's to come. her lips stretches into a simper and soft whimpers escape her rosy tiers, so needy for more of his touches until she gets what she wants. throwing her head backwards, her lower body jerks in short spurts with lust and her walls tightening and loosening around his digits faster with each following he makes. her toes curls in just when she is about to close in, she feels the void of his warm fingers and jolts to look at him, dead straight in the eyes. that devilish face, that smirk, oh boy does she want to wipe that off so badly. with an eager inhalation of fresh air, she bobs her head in an agreeing response. "..Yes, I do want to, you son of the devil!"

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 oh, how lovely she is— doing as he pleases! smirking at her, markus decides to carry her all the way to the kitchen and set her down by the counter for her much deserved reward. afterwards, he leisurely spreads her legs and leans down to face her clothed crotch. hmm, it's just as he remembers: delectable. by this juncture, he's somewhat forgotten of his own need as the smell of her swivels his wheels far too fast for logical reasoning and he's become in too deep with wanting to smolder her with satisfaction. so curling an arm underneath her thigh, he reaches over to draw her sideways whilst his other hand comes in between to rub against her wet folds. experimentally, he then probes his tongue along her hooded nub. "delicious," he comments before proceeding to gradually eat her wholeheartedly— repeatedly abusing her whilst her digits now enters her lair once again to mimic the motion he's done awhile back. but just like before, when he feels her closing in, he abruptly stops and looks up at her from his position. "do you want to ?" he explicitly asks with a devilish visage.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 with that question dropped, sohyang suddenly wishes she has not chosen that hard route and now there she is, aching so bad for his . the pressure he places on makes her groan and her eyes flutters shut, enjoying the sensation until his finger slips inside of her, causing her to jolt. her lips parts once again, her breathing so heavy that her tongue darts out to the lower tier of hers moist. another moan escapes with another addition inside of her and she moves her hands to his shoulders for support, digging her nails into his bare skin. her walls starts to tighten around him and contracts right after the exit, leaving her to furrow her eyebrows in confusion yet her gaze has never really leave his orbs. "-", she mutters under her breath by watching him her juices off his fingers and hungrily leans forward to on them when he offers, purring as she up every drop of her sweet nectar. she'd do anything he will ask her to all in the bid to have him inside of her soon.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 "didn't you want it the hard way, darl'?" he stops his kiss amidst her plead and darkly whispers against her ear. oh no, she can't have him that easy, not after he tried to be nice awhile ago. pacing his breathing, he gently swipes his tongue on her cartilage as he mimics the action with his finger on her womanhood, albeit heavier. he continues on with the slow and firm pace on until his digits was soaked with her juices. "mhmm," he teasingly grunts as he suddenly enters his lengthy index inside her with ease. and then another finger on the following . he then lightly curls his fingers inside and repeats the motion for a couple more times before he abruptly pulls out his hand when he feels her walls tightens. bringing the very same digits up to his face, he tastes her sweet nectar right in front her eyes before he mischievously shifts them towards , insinuating her to do as he did.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 with the position they are in, she could feel the girth against her rear, sending goosebumps down her her bare skin. if anything, his length against her lower regions definitely arouses her so much that she is so willing to destroy her right there and then. with her stubborn nature, she refuses to give in oh so easily and fights down the urge to do so by swallowing her saliva down. it is not fair how he know exactly where to get her to do his bidding, his touches and her soft spots and sohyang breathes in deeply to the point where there are hollow spaces in her collarbones as if to will herself not to give in easily. with a long drag of her exhalation of her breath and shaky at that, she pursues her lips together in a tight line and looks right into his orbs. "Just take me," she begs out of need and lust slowly eating her up. his lips on her neck and his finger running down does not help much in her game.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 his lust burns brighter courtesy of her moans and he doesn't even have to explicitly express how much more the movement of her hips heightened his appetite when his manhood itself rises up in excitement, the tip of his shaft eagerly probing onto her clothed rear. it's one of the many things he's proud of— his length and girth that takes the breath of women away, both figuratively and literally; but, despite his size, markus actually believes it isn't about the size of the boat rather motion of the ocean. so purposely sliding his tool along the crevice of his cheeks, markus hopes to arouse her just as much as she makes him for a brief moment until he manages to slip in a hand between them and enter her just as quick. afterwards, straightening his back, he goes on to latch onto her neck to stabilize their position as he teasingly runs a drag along .

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 she searches his eyes for anything remotely that screams annoyance yet before she could figure him out, she is already swept off the floor and her free dangling leg quickly wrap itself around the male for support. this man is so unpredictable that each time she'd give either what he wants or putting it her way, the results always differentiates from the last and it is why she is always looking forward to his visits. cursing under her breath, she moans his name out softly, her hand deftly run through his luscious locks again and then grips on it as a sign that she is actually liking the treatment her mounds are getting. arching her back, she pushes her chest into his face even more and accidentally gyrates her hips against his lower torso. "- yes." this is definitely what she wants and for that she wants to reward him with something.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 he nearly lets a chuckle slip past his lips. well, if she so wants to, who's he to do otherwise? besides this wasn't their first rodeo, albeit he has to admit each time just gets better and better (or worse, depending on the standpoint). "we do it your way then," he ironically replies in a bristly tone before he deftly sweeps one of her leg and pushes her against the wall. thank god, the apartment features soundproof walls lest they be bothered by nosy neighbors. on the contrary, if that happens, markus would probably drown their knocks with her moans. and so doing as he plans already, he shifts both hands under sohyang's thighs to support her weight as he leans down to assault her mounds just like before, rather rougher.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 her smirk only grows wider when the male get up from the couch, all in his full glory and her arms move to rest behind her bum. how wonderful it is to work the man up just so it will be more fun and steamy later on. looking up, she slants her neck backward to look at him straight in the face and it just seem like he is really where she want him to be. "to see your darker side come out." it is her simple answer to what she has been wanting all along. letting out a raspy breath at her hair being yanked back, she her bottom lip, excited for what is to come and gazes into his eyes, so full of need and lust that she can't help but to feel more exhilarated. "...no."

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 pride settles deep into his abdomen due her promise yet it isn't the reason why it eagerly strains against his skin and further outlines his sharp features. oh god, what temptation she's become! has he been too good a man for his wish to be granted, oh so gloriously? he certainly hopes so or else his soul might have no salvation 'cause of what he's about to do. following after her stance, he soon towers over her figure and disappointedly shakes his head, "tsk, tsk. why do you so badly want to do it the hard way?" he slowly asks as his hand successfully creeps up her back to grasp her hair and tilt her head upwards. "i'll give you one last chance— undress," he firmly says, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light.

@『 ✧ 』markus lee。 she raises her eyebrow in amusement at his remark of his artwork on her bare skin, going as far as to pushing her hair away from her neck and shoulder and posing to showcase the now obvious bite marks left behind by no one else by him. with her arms folded under her chest and being a booster to push her mounds up, she playfully smirks and asks. "A masterpiece made by none other than you. I'd be sure to tell people your name if they ask." with a roll of her eyes, she gets off the lap and slightly away from the coffee table, tugging at her shorts and taking it off almost immediately. the last piece of the puzzle is left to be undressed yet sohyang is not about to give in so easily to his whim and looks at markus from under her hooded eyes. "nah. not yet." her slender fingers pauses right above the waistband of her underwear and moves them upwards to her s, groping them after. with a haughty smirk, the tip of her tongue darts out past her tiers and over her now aching, sensitive nub in a bid to get under his skin more and all awhile watching him.

@『 ✮ 』sohyang han。 markus rejoices in her obvious attempts of showing her consent and he doesn’t hesitate anymore to repay the deed with gratitude and a few more, heavier marks on her neck and chest. afterwards, he glances at his artwork and his lips inevitably stretches into a smirk as he voices out, “such masterpiece,” in a raspy tone before seeing her eye to eye again. “undress,” he decidedly says, orders almost, as he gently pushes her off his lap so he can remove all his undergarments at once and watch her do as he says. honestly, there’s a part of him eager to see sohyang retaliate, be a brat for good times’ sake but there’s also a part of him that wishes she just do what’s asked so they can reach the pinnacle fast. either way, it’s a win-win yet he’d like her to choose how to play this game.