Shadows of desire : SVT

(48) Kiss

Author Pov

"Princess, where are you running?"
"Stop running, or you'll get hurt, Yuri-ah!" The cheerful shouts echoed through the house as a little girl, barely five years old, ran with all her might, her giggles filling the air. Behind her, two teenage boys chased after her, their laughter matching her joy.

Suddenly, a man caught her mid-run and lifted her off the ground, grinning. "Caught you!"

They all laughed, the sound of their happiness blending together. But then, without warning, the scene shifted. The warmth and light faded, replaced by a cold, dark room. Yuri, now alone, felt a wave of fear wash over her. She cried out, her voice trembling, "Eomma! Appa! Oppa! Save me!" But her cries went unanswered as the darkness seemed to close in around her, suffocating her.

Yuri began to cry in her sleep, her breathing becoming labored as the nightmare continued to grip her. She was struggling, trapped in her own mind, when suddenly she saw him—a figure she recognized.

"Yuri...come hold my hand I'll save you." The familiar voice called out to her, but just as she reached out, the figure began to fade away, dissolving into the darkness.

As the darkness threatened to consume her, a new voice cut through the fear. "Yuri, wake up. Hey, wake up!" The voice free louder, more urgent, pulling her back from the edge.

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Finally, her eyes fluttered open, and she gasped, sitting up quickly. Her eyes were wide, full of fear and confusion. Looking the person infront of him . She took his hand and placed it over her heart, her voice breaking as she cried . "why is It hurting so much... What should I do?"

He sat down in front of her, his gaze filled with concern. Gently, he removed his hand from her chest and held it between both of his own.

She sobbed harder, her voice trembling. "Please... please make it stop. It hurts so much... please remove this pain."

She looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes searching his. He gently wiped away a tear from her cheek, his voice soft but firm as he looked into her eyes. "Kiss me..." he said, his words filled with a mix of longing. The room fell into a tense silence, both of them caught in the gravity of the moment.

Without fully thinking, she leaned in, and their lips met briefly. It was a fleeting touch, tender and soothing, as if trying to erase the pain with a simple, shared moment.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes searching his for a moment, but he closed the distance between them. He pulled her closer, his hands resting gently on her thighs as he deepened the kiss. The kiss was intense, his lips parting hers as his tongue slides inside, tasting and exploring her mouth.His hands tangle in her hair, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss further.

As their kiss grew more passionate, his hands traveled up her thighs, adding an electric tension to the moment. The kiss was all-consuming, a blend of comfort and desire that overwhelmed her senses, leaving her breathless and lost in the connection they shared.

He carefully lays her down on the bed, his body hovering over hers as he continues to kiss her deeply. His hands roam over her curves, caressing and squeezing possessively. His lips trail down her neck, finding that sweet spot that makes her moan "Jun ah". He nips and sucks, causing a sharp pleasure-pain sensation to shoot through her body. "You like that?" he smirks, his voice low and seductive.