8 ⚜️🌺 Indecent Affair
Baek left the Inner Palace and returned to his bedchamber. While he walked out, Goo-eun finally collapsed to the ground with a soft sigh.
"Did he find out about it?" she asked herself. She shook her head. "Impossible… he's blind! If so, that means… his bodyguard has been spying on me?"
She turned her head to the door and panted. Court Lady Min walked into the room and grabbed Goo-eun's arm.
"Your Majesty…"
"What?!" Goo-eun snapped, seething as if she had been unmasked.
"Your father told me to remind you that if you cannot succeed in producing an heir, he will bring your cousin, who's younger…"
Goo-eun clenched her fists tightly as she glared at Court Lady Min. Are you planning to replace your own daughter?! A quiet laugh escaped her, thin and without warmth.
"Tell Father… he won't have to worry…" she whispered. Then her lips curved into a sly smile. "I'm already in the process of achieving what he wanted…"
She quickly dismissed everyone as she had always been. Alone in the room, muffling her lonely cry. Then she grabbed a hidden compartment behind the screen for her wooden rod. Her lips twitched uncontrollably as she stared at it.
"I haven't done anything wrong if he didn't catch me… yet," she smirked. She traced slow, absent patterns against her skin, her thoughts drifting to Seonu. A quiet breath caught in her throat as she slipped out of her sokui, the cool air brushing bare flesh. Her hand lingered at her chest, a shiver rising unbidden. She recalled how aggressively Seonu's grasp held her breast as she slumped to her back. Just before she inserted, a knock startled her. She quickly grabbed her blanket and wrapped it around herself. "Who's there?"
The door cracked open, and a shadow entered.
"Hello, Your Majesty," Seonu's soft voice whispered.
Goo-eun gasped, darting her eyes at the front door. Why is he here?
"How dare you enter my bedchamber during Sagyeong?" she questioned. Of all moments—this one. With the rod still warm in her hand. Him still in her thoughts, and now standing before her in the flesh. He chuckled as he walked toward her. He knelt before her and smiled. Before she opened her mouth to ask again, he quickly grabbed the blanket and yanked it, revealing her naked body. She covered her breasts and looked away. "How dare you—?"
"It seems like you seek pleasures in thoughts of His Majesty… don't you?" Seonu murmured.
Goo-eun's jaw tightened as she raised her hand to push him away.
"Shut up—"
But before she could finish, his hand pressed against her, and she froze, a soft, broken sound escaping her lips. Heat rushed through her body despite herself. His gaze lingered, darkening. She clutched at his robe, trying to stop him, but his grip only tightened.
"So warm already…" he sneered. "If my cousin had seen you like this… he would not have been so restrained."
She quickly covered her mouth as he moved with a steady rhythm. Her gaze stayed on the single finger inside her, and a shiver ran through her. This… feels good. She leaned her head back, hands bracing behind her as she let herself melt into the sensation.
"Mmh…" Her lips parted, a soft sound escaping, betraying the pleasure she tried to hide.
Seonu smirked, watching her enjoy. Then he gave it a thrill by adding another finger. As she opened her mouth wider, she leaned her head to the side and gazed at him. They locked eyes.
"Give me… now," she commanded.
Seonu smiled delightedly at her request and slowly undressed. His pace from one layer to another frustrated Goo-eun as she waited. She hastily pushed his chest, and his back landed on the ground. The warmth of her bare skin pooled against his belly like spilled silk.
"Impatient, Your Majesty?" he teased.
She left one hand on his chest while her other hand reached for his jade stem.
"Don't address me when you only see me as a woman in distress…" she declared. Her lips curved into a smile. "To you, I'm just a flower nipped at the bud, tainted with pleasure."
A wicked smirk appeared on his face as his hand reached her breast to grope.
"Then… my yeonkkot," he stole. My cousin failed to hold this flower. Everything that's his will be mine.
She turned her body and offered her innermost bloom to him. Then she wrapped her fingers around his length and stroked in delight, grinning.
"Your dew has already gathered…" she taunted before parting her lips. She took him in slowly, deliberate as a tide. So this is what it feels like to take rather than wait. She smiled against him, unhurried.
Seonu groaned and seized the blanket beside him. She undoes me. Then his gaze fell on what she offered. I will make you cry out loud enough for the whole palace to hear.
His lips and tongue found her hidden petal, tracing every fold.
She gasped, his depth pressing against her throat. She wanted to pull away and look, but his mouth held fast to her bloom, drinking deep. A shaky breath left her. She felt the turn of his tongue with each passing moment—and beneath it, his finger coaxing the tender bud of her pleasure.
"Ah…" she surrendered, her hands parting herself wider for him. "More…"
He twisted a grin and held that small bud lightly between his teeth, and the full tide of her pleasure broke against his mouth. He took her completely. Her head soon fell against him, and she lost strength.
"For you to have such a beautiful flower…" he whispered. Then he pushed her down as he sat up behind her. She looked at him unsteadily. He grabbed her wooden rod and smiled, waving it at her. "Let's see how well you take this with mine."
Her face was mortified.
"Wait—I've never tried it there!"
Seonu positioned himself above her smooth rear, pulling his hair back with a wry smile.
"Then let me prepare it…" he replied while holding his flower stem.
She stared at him, flushing with anticipation. She hid her face to smile and raised her rump, applying both of her hands to part her bloom.
"Do it gently then…" she whispered. He beamed at her approval, pressing the tip of his in her hidden gate. She released a stifled sound. "Nngh…"
She bit her lower lip and forced herself to hold still for Seonu to enter smoothly.
"It's… still too tight—"
"It hurts…" she cried as she looked behind her. Seonu hovered over her and pressed his lips against hers, tongues intertwining. Just as soon as she relaxed her body, he thrust in without a warning. "Ah!"
He grabbed her chin, pulling her head up to look at the mirror she had left open, and grinned. They glanced at their reflection.
"Look at you… so pure in a muddied water," he whispered his breath against her ear. She flushed as she stared at their position, his stem filling her. "I will make you feel satisfied in ways my cousin cannot."
He then stood and looked at the minor tear that he had caused. He did not look away. Did not hurry past it. He laughed—softly, the way one laughs at something privately satisfying—and crouched to examine what he had done with the unhurried attention of a man who considered this the interesting part. I stole her essence and her innermost bloom. Only then did he hold her waist and begin.
"Hah…" she moaned. Her eyes rolled back as her mouth widened with sounds. Why didn't I think of this before? This feels too good. She slowly dropped her hands. Seonu smirked and grabbed her wrists, pulling her back. "Wait—!"
He thrust once rapidly and deeply. She gasped as tears fell out of her eyes.
"I think it's perfectly prepared now…" he chimed. He softly pushed her off as she fell to her side and glared at him.
"What are you doing?" she questioned.
He pulled both of her legs around his waist and closer to his stem. Then he waved her wooden rod in the air.
"Don't forget we have this, too…" he suggested.
She furrowed her brows in confusion.
"What are you scheming with that?"
He chuckled a little and drove inside her opening that he had just entered. She groaned in pleasure as her legs bent closer to her chest.
"Let's please my beautiful lotus with extreme pleasure, shall we?" he teased. Then he rammed the wood inside her deepest bloom. Her legs jolted to his shoulders.
"Wait… this is too much!" she claimed as pleasure collided with innocence.
He pulled himself away before pushing back inside.
"Look at you… unable to determine if this is what you wanted or not…" Then he paced the rhythm together, thrilled to see her dew flooding between them. She loves mine so much.
"Nghh!" she screamed, pulling her head back and releasing more warmth as she shattered. She thought he was done, but he kept grinding and driving the rod in at the same time. For one unguarded moment, his name crossed her mind—not Seonu's. She buried it immediately.
As soon as her walls tightened once more, he removed the wooden rod and replaced it with his stem to release his warmth inside. She let him. She was already counting.
Once every last drip finished, she panted and gazed at him with a faint smile. The thickness of his warmth leaked to the ground. If this takes root, all I need to do is get into His Majesty's bed. He won't even realize it.
While Goo-eun rested after the pleasure with Seonu, He stepped to the door and smiled. The lower court lady kept her head bowed as he kissed her cheek. She glanced at the sleeping Court Lady Min.
"Good job… Two days."
She did not look up and blushed as he left.