𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱/𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖*

sunwoo hums, looking down at her, his hand moving from below her tummy and to her neck and chin, gliding gently up her skin. “you think, huh?” he says softly letting out a small laugh, kissing her heavily again. “should we go a little faster then?” he pushes into her slowly, his finger curling upwards, looking down at her as he settles into her side. sunwoo’s heart beats wildly and can feel how warm she is, how flushed her skin becomes. simply the sight of her is enough to make him short circuit.  

but it’s more than that, it’s the fact that he’s able to share this moment at all with her, to see her like this like no one else has. when sunwoo leans down to kiss her again, her chin and her chest, he feels his thoughts unraveling and a desperate set of words sitting on the edge of his lips. all of the moments before this, leading up to this point, he must have known then but was too afraid to come to the conclusion on his own. when he kisses heon and nuzzles into her temple, he realizes what’s different. 

sunwoo hears her words spoken to him and it calms his nerves, the waking butterflies in his stomach and the zaps of energy in his fingertips calm down slightly so he can focus. it's strange, he's really never felt this way while being with another person. sure there's a rush, a desire, the need to be quick to release that's exciting and keeps him coming back for more. but here, with things slowed down, with heon, everything feels different. sunwoo is hyper aware of her every breath, where her hands touch his skin, every tremble of her body. he has a distinct need to be careful and slow, his every move depending on her and how she's feeling.

his hands hold her waist gently as his lips glide down her skin still, stopping atop her breasts and carefully paying attention to the sensitive skin there before moving down, laying on his stomach so his head is between her thighs. sunwoo looks up at her as he hikes up a leg, keeping his gaze on her beautiful face as his head rests against her thigh. he places a few playful kisses there, noting how warm her skin is, how smooth and perfect every inch of her is.

sunwoo's fingers begin to touch her as his heart beats wildly. he's never felt this dedicated to another partner, this absolutely dependent on their every reaction. two fingers touch her through her silk bottoms, testing her and waiting for her body to move the way he wants before he takes his time to undress her.

finally, when she’s had enough and is physically unable to act unbothered anymore, jiae arches an eyebrow and carefully probes, “do you have somewhere else to be, sunwoo? i’m terribly sorry if i interrupted some plans, but i don’t think it’s polite of you either to keep checking the time.” she knows he’s not really keeping watch of the clock on his phone; jiae isn’t stupid. it’s more likely that he’s talking to the person he came to visit at the palace, but she can’t accuse him of such a thing yet. “if there’s somewhere else you’d rather be, i can have you dropped off there instead?”

sunwoo simply hums at her seemingly excited statement about the restaurant that she’s escorting him to. it’s not that he particularly doesn’t care about where she’s taking him, he would if she were anyone else. sunwoo just knows that it’s a facade for whatever information she wants to pull out of him in the time they’re together. he looks at her momentarily, wanting to see through her fake appeal. perhaps he should give her the benefit of the doubt but somehow he knows it’s more than just a simple request for company over good food. 

he wants to smile at her question, the rush of her words for just a split second that allow him to gauge her annoyance, but he keeps a straight face as he meets her gaze. “apologies, princess,” he says putting his phone in the pocket of his blazer and setting his hands on his crossed knees. “i didn’t mean to be rude.” 

his gaze narrows as he sits back, tapping his fingers on his legs. “i’m sure the restaurant will be great,” sunwoo allows. “no need to drop me off anywhere.” she’s already ruined his time alone with heon anyways. he’ll have to be more sneaky about how he approaches the kingdom of hearts in the future, certain that the more she sees him lurking about the vast hallways, the more she will tempt him into other deviating plans. “i’m honored to get to see more of the kingdom here. it’s unlike clovers,” he says sort of blandly, wanting to keep the topics vague and unassuming, his demeanor turning calm and calculated. 

as if on cue, he felt the touch on his shoulder, opening his eyes and straightening up. the knight let the fact that he was caught dozing slip from his mind, unwilling to discuss it, before he looked down at the person that had disturbed him. ah, yes, a prince. seoho knew of him, as he knew the faces of every royal and noble in all the kingdoms, but they hadn’t yet met.

“prince sunwoo,” he greeted, pointedly ignoring the smirk, if not narrowing his eyes subtly. “if you’d like to leave, i will not stop you, but i’ll have to escort you to your destination.”

sunwoo notes the small underlying annoyance to the knight’s voice. he hides his smile when he turns away momentarily, looking back at the knight when he tells him that he’ll be his guide through the gardens. sunwoo frowns, wanting to wait out in the cool night air by himself as he waits for his driver. but he knows better than to argue or throw a fit ( the knight is just doing his job after all ) besides the knight looks like he needs an out as well from the overlapping voices and stale conversation. 

“fine,” sunwoo says as he pushes his bangs from his eyes, texting his driver that he’s ready to come home. he pushes the door open and holds it for the knight to follow, leading him through the gardens slowly, looking at the flowers as best he can in the dark against the twinkling lights. 

sunwoo smiles, his hand moving to the back of her neck, looking up at her. he takes his time, moving her hair from her face and pushing it to lay behind her shoulder so it falls down her back. his thumb grazes against her lip, admiring her face once more before giving her a small kiss. “you can tell me to stop at anytime, okay?” he whispers, looking into her eyes with genuine concern. “we won’t do anything you don’t want to do... and i promise to go slow.” he smiles, laughing a little as he pauses to watch her closely, seconds feeling more like hours as he learns how to breathe again. 

his heart beats faster as he gently tugs on the string of her top, kissing her bare shoulder again. but before leaving her vulnerable, he only feels like it would be right to do so to himself first. he takes a few moment to unbutton his shirt pulling it off slowly and letting it drip to the floor beside her bed. sunwoo takes her hands and puts them on his shoulders. “can i?” he wonders tugging on the hem of the silk, pulling it off gently and throwing it aside to melt with his own discarded clothes. he breathes out, sighing as if his lungs and throat constrict or the air is just so much heavier around them. “okay?” 

a simple envelope arrives at your room, so nondescript you may wonder if it’s actually meant for you — until you notice your name written on the front in black, cursive letters. there is no sender but the envelope has been closed shut with a wax seal you know to be from THE SEER. it seems you have a message of upmost importance... but will you open it?

"[ tw: death ]  it’s well past curfew hours and you’re sneaking through the corridors to secretly meet with someone. on your way to the rendezvous point, you discover a body in the courtyard shrubs while avoiding patrolling knights. do you scream for help and report the body or do you leave the body where it is to avoid suspicions of murder?”

her thumb dances across his cheek placing her forehead to his for a moment, hand slipping away as he fled to his back, her prince now splayed out over her sheets and heon only laughs, crawling over him and sitting on his stomach, pulling her knees to her chest, “my mother said it’s called the nanseolheon effect. i guess you’ve got it now.”

sunwoo hums before letting out a laugh. "me?" he says with a silly grin, almost breathless while she lets out a giggle. "i would be honored to live on your planet with you." sunwoo thinks it would be perfect, the two of them with no distractions or limitations. a world all to themselves. he thinks it would be a lot like it is in this moment but the moments would last forever.

sunwoo sighs with a dreamy smile plastered on his face. he hums when she sits on top of him, his hands moving to her legs to pry them away from her chest. "i'll keep telling you... everyday... for every moment we're together," he says softly to her. his hands open her to him, making it so her legs settle on either side of his waist. "no... this is different," he mumbles, his fingers drifting inches past the hem of her silk shorts. "very different."

sunwoo looks up at her, pupils beginning to dilate and breath heavier. his hands travel up to her hips, holding her waist as he takes his time to admire her body. sunwoo leans up, holding her close in his arms as he leans in to kiss the soft skin at her shoulder, hands underneath the silk, fingertips grazing the soft skin of her back. he continues with his kisses, up her shoulder to her neck, her chin, and then her mouth. "do you want me, nanseolheon?" he wonders, his voice in a whisper against her mouth. his kisses move to her chest, his hands desperately itching to undress her.

a gentle hum escapes her when he kisses her again, chills rolling across her skin at the response of his finger tips. she arched her back a bit, pressing closer to him, a blush blooming as he caressed her face. there was something more to this kiss. something that rugged and toggled with heon’s insides and made her fear someone walking into her room, but it felt good. even the small tinge of pain drilled a feeling down her spine and through her hips, drawing a gasp from her, the sound following him as he pulled away. the sensual comotion her body felt was replaced with bashfulness, giggles sprinkling from her lips in between each kiss as she fake wined for him to stay close, hands tugging at his dress shirt.

sunwoo laughs a little, shrugging. he’d rather not embarrass himself with the truth, so he looks away from her, almost scared that she’ll be able to see right through him if he meets her gaze. 

he watches her laugh at her own joke before laughing with her. he feels a tug in his heart, sighing and taking a moment to reach out and follow the profile of her nose with his finger. “what would i name it? i think it would depend on the planet. i think mine would look a lot like this one but no cities or modernization. just fields and mountains, flowers and ponds, maybe tall dark forests. something out of the lord of the rings, the magical parts at least. like where the elves live.” 

sunwoo’s eyes glance back to her face when he’s finished speaking, holding a piece of her hair between his fingers, wrapping it around his index finger as his thumb runs over it, admiring its softness. “how about you? what would your planet look like?” he wonders. 

heon allowed him to pull her by the small of her back, the butterflies in her stomach waking to flutter around in her insides. this time they felt warm, they flew up and down, wings vibrating with electricity as their bodies were forced to touch. it took her a good moment, simply just staring, as if she didn’t know how to kiss him all over again, like they hadn’t shared so many in this little time together. even in hesitance she leans and kisses him again, this time a bit slower but this time much too quickly, her shyness rising into her cheeks again.

“like what?” he wonders looking at her innocently, a smile forming on his lips. “i’m just looking at you.” he pokes her cheek softly before he takes her hand and stares at her fingers. 

“that’s true, it’s a good plan. we discover a new species and then fade into the cosmos. what if we discover a new planet? live somewhere so far away from everyone else... our own paradise,” sunwoo says in response, sounding longing. “if only, hm?” he kisses her hand again, kissing her wrist and arm. 

he’s pulled from his thoughts when he hears her speak, feeling a little sad at her words -- it reflects on his face. for a moment, he feels insecure, like he’s said something to make her think that he’s not truthful in his words and actions. but then sunwoo thinks it maybe just an insecurity of hers. he shakes his head slightly. “i don’t see that happening,” he says quietly, wrapped in a whisper. 

“you’ll go with me right?” she asked him with a smile. “if we can’t go to space, we’ll go there, just for a little while.” her own eyes flicking between his dark eyes and his pretty lips, for the first time heon leaned in for a quick peck, it was shy and she could only blush as she pulled away. embarrassing.

“sure,” sunwoo says happily. “i’ll be sure to study space engineering so we can make it happen.” he watches as she leans back on her pillow, smitten by how comfortable she looks, how much she’s opened up in his presence; sunwoo still feels privilaged to be able to hear her voice. he reaches out to push her hair from her face, watching it fall down the curve of her neck. he rests his head in his hand as he looks at her, listening to her voice carefully. 

he smiles when she says the amazon, a perfectly heon answer to give. “it would be very cool,” he acknowledges. “like colorful birds and flowers. i bet the air is so clean there too. it’s probably so different than anything i’ve ever seen that’s for sure.” sunwoo’s smile grows wider when she sits up, her eyes meeting his with such enthusiasm. he realizes then, heon really is everything he had been missing before. 

“of course,” he says with a nod, his voice soft. “i’ll go anywhere you want me too for as long as you want me to.” 

heon reached out to take his hand as she sits up, pulling him close to her so he is able to stand between her legs, letting him caress her skin in a much too gentle moment. their lips meet again and heon almost forgot how electrifying it was. goosebumps flooded over her skin, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, but her pink tiers slipped into a sweet smile.

“i’m totally on board for running away, far away like another planet maybe?” this time she hummed against his lips, allowing her hands to guide up his slender sides, then move up and down his arms comfortably, not daring to pull away until he did first.

he breaks the kiss, lips seemingly not with the ability to sit still. they chase hers again, kissing her once more before giving himself time to soothe his ever rapid heartbeat. sunwoo’s never felt like this before, at least not this strong or loudly. he craves her so soon after they break apart, not just when he leaves for the day, but even when his lips leave hers. it always feels too soon, like he can never satisfy his feelings unless they’re less than inches apart; hands on skin, lips on lips. even her gaze on him seems to light him up like gasoline to a fire. 

will he ever get used to the feeling? he hopes not. it’s so exhilarating he wonders if he could ever live without it. without her, sunwoo thinks he’d crash into a melted puddle, never to be with form again. 

“another planet, do we have the technology for that? they still use lanterns on the street here, i wouldn’t say we’re very scientific, at least not enough for space travel,” sunwoo says with a laugh. his hands graze her cheek, the soft warmth of her skin melting into his fingertips. she’s so beautiful it hurts, like he’s just waiting for the dream to end. everything feels so peaceful like a fog in an early morning after it’s rained or a sunset skipping against the waves of a restless shore. 

sunwoo relaxes on her bed, leaning across the thick mattress, hair falling into his face. he reaches up to push his fringe from his eyes, a smile lingering across his lips as his hand then moves to the curve of her leg, dancing over the slender muscle of where her knee bunches up against the back of her thigh. “where would you go? if you could go anywhere in the world, somewhere you’ve never been, where would you want to see?” his eyes leave the skin peaking out from the hem of her shorts, getting stuck on the shape of her collarbone where it connects to the skin of her neck, before finally meeting her gaze. 

“i’m simply brushing up on my ethics studies as it’s been a few days since i’ve done so.” she looked up with a small smile, confirming her unfamiliarity with the figure before her. “and what brings you down to our library here in the kingdom of hearts? is there anything that i may be able to assist you with, by chance?”

“i’m waiting for someone,” sunwoo says. “if i’m bothering you, i can leave.” he follows up his words with a smirk, recognizing that same smile. he’s sure he’s flashed it a million times. he knows that eunae won’t deny him to stay because she’s afraid of what he’d say to others if she did. he revels in it, the flip side to politeness. it’s exhausting to all royals, the game of pretend; it can turn from something even something as simple as not wanting to be bothered.

“i played you? you agreed to the bet did you not?” hyunsu slung his arm around the younger one as to annoy him with affection, “what are you talking about? being a royal is all about hustling. i suppose your books can’t teach you everything, though.” poor sunwoo, this was something that hyunsu was going to hold over his head for years. “anyways, how about that lunch? i’m getting a little hungry.”

“being a royal is about hustling, maybe you’re right, but i don’t think we’ll be competing with archery for the thrown,” sunwoo says with a glare. he pushes hyunsu’s arm off his shoulder with a groan. “and books do tell me that seniority doesn’t matter when you’re king.” he sighs, looking at his watch. “what do you wanna eat?” sunwoo hands the bow and arrows off, looking back at hyunsu with a huff. 

most of the time, sunwoo is trying not to let his lack of patience show, which can be a struggle around some people, some people especially like hyunsu who live to push his buttons. of course, he’s not claiming to be a nice person, he’d just simply say that he’s great at first impressions and the mask wears thinner more and more you peel back the layers of his intentions and the thoughts he’d never actually say out loud. 

the princess rolled out of her bed, quickly pulling the matching silk shorts back over her thin legs and hips, as she’d gotten much to comfortable in her room for company. she’d even taken a short second to finger through her hair before bare feet tapped over the hard flooring to the door of her room. for a moment she peaked around, seeing if donghyun could be spotted on either ends of the hall before stepping aside to let the prince into her space. she was quiet as he ranted a bit about his adventure to sneak up to her bed room, standing next to her bed with a small smile, as if his presence had brought over a relaxing and euphoric calm to her depreciating thoughts, her thumbs grazing her exposed stomach while she watched him disrobe from his coverings.

her nose followed her eyes as she scaled him, brown orbs settling on his handsome face as he approached her, heavy hands on her skin.

“better.” she said simply, pushing up to her toes to place a delicate kiss on his cheek.

sunwoo sighs happily, cheek heating up at the placement of her kiss. “better? that’s good... right?” his hands fall down to her hands bringing them to his lips for a kiss. he backs up to look at her, still keeping her hand in his. “i am severely overdressed,” he tells her, eyes grazing her up and down. “wow. so it seems you had nothing on the agenda today? i mean, besides giving me a bloody nose.” sunwoo lets out a small laugh, letting her go to take off his shoes. 

“i brought you something,” sunwoo tells her. “some of my favorite books. it’s all stuff i’ve already read but i thought, if you read them too then we could talk about them. i don’t think you’ve read them either or well, i hope not.” he pulls out a handful of books from his bag. he walks over to her personal bookshelf, staring at the titles before placing the books down on her desk. “what have you been reading, hm?” he asks before walking close to her again to sit on the edge of her bed, reaching out to hold her hand again.