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"Hey, Can't sleep?" Shijin asked as he entered the wooden kitchen.
Moyeon who was chugging down a bottle of rum, startled, stopped midway.

She turned to look at him. His hair was in array. His thin grey clour army undershirt was clinging to his body. Cuts were littered all over his pale hands. It has been a rough twenty four hours. Mo Yeon probably looked as disheveled as Shijin.

Today had been the last day of their rescue mission. Those people who were trapped in the collapsed building were taken out. The earthquake had taken the lives of thirteen workers, some of them died on the way to the infirmary.

It had been a hard day both for Moyeon. She had done her best and had managed to saved more than half of the people trapped. However, not everyone could be saved. Sometimes they had to make hard decisions. Moyeon had to sacrifice the life of a old man for a young boy.

In her career as a doctor she had pledged to do her best to save people. Never had she known that one day would come, when she would have to choose between the life of two people. It wrecked her to the core that it was because of her that Mr. Hun won't be able to see his wife again. Telling his wife over phone that her husband the sweet man, was no more was the most painful thing she had ever done. Had she been more competent both of them could be saved.

These were the thoughts that kept plaque ing her mind disturbing her to that extent that sleep would not come to her , no matter how hard she tried. Her mind kept flashing the warm smile of the old man when he said that he had lived his life. Followed by the image of his still face in death. The warm smile would not return again. Neither would the loving husband to his wife. Neither would the caring father to his children.

"Looks like neither can you.." Moyeon lifts her gaze to meet his. Her lips stretched into a sad smile.

"Thought maybe a drink would help." Shijin walked passed Moyeon to grab the open bottle of rum, kept on the kitchen counter. And took a sip from it.

" Expensive one you chose" Shijin was now standing side by side with Moyeon. His standard mirthful smirk gracing his lips.

"Today was hard one. I need it". Moyeon replied in a tired tone and snatching the bottle from Shijin's took another swig. The warmth of the rum, spreading down her throat.

Shijin with his index finger and thumb lifts Moyeon chin, forcing Moyeon's downcast eyes to look at him.

" You know in this line of duty, sometimes, we have to take decisions which may be hard, we have to choose between bad and worse. "

"You did what you had to do. You did your best. I'm proud of you." The sincerity in his words was conveyed by the rasp in his voice.

Moyeon's eyes gleamed with unshed tears. Her lips pressed together in absence of replies. At this moment Shijin leaned forward to cover his lips with hers.

The kiss was soft slow, full of emotionns. As if they were trying to calm the raging emotions with the caresses of lips. They parted with a gasp.

Next, Shijin took another swig of rum from the bottle and joined their lips again. The fruity liquor combined with the warmth of Shijin's mouth flowed into her mouth, making her insides feel warm and fuzzy.

She plunged her tongue in his mouth in search for the remainants of the taste. Her soft tongue exploring the crevices of his mouth. A low but deep moan tore through the silence.

Moyeon now embarrassed was quick to withdraw herself from Shijin's embrace. However, her attempt to get away only made shijin tighten his arms around her waist. He was looking at in a fierce gaze. His pupils blown wide while his gaze fixated on her lips.

It was a gap of only few moments before his lips assaulted hers. This time his tongue plunging into her warm mouth. His tongue licking the insides of her. Moyeon found herself gaping like a fish at his passionate foray. But soon, found the rhythm and countered his tongue strokes with her own.

His hands which were caressing her back soon found way to her breasts. He paused a moment as if asking for her permission. Which Moyeon provided when she put she covered her hands with his and put them over her breasts, encouraging him to go on.

This was all he needed to know to go further. His hands were now roaming abandon all over her upper body. The heels of his palms kneading her mounds softly. Moyeon's low moans encouraging him further.

Suddenly he turned Moyeon and trapped her between the kitchen counter and his body. His front to her back as he continued placing open mouthed kisses on her neck. The alcohol in their blood making them heady. His tongue tracing the shell of her ear , following it with a sharp bite.

"ah...shijin" Moyeon was finally able to voice her moans as her lips had been released. She pushed her hips back in response and was awarded with a deep throaty moan from Shijin. Who hands were on the hips in a second stalling any further movement.

"What?...you also don't want to be with me.. could this day get any worse?" Moyeon whispered in a babyish tone, sounding annoyed.

" No..no..it's not like I don't want you..it's that I want you so much that I won't be able to stop. I won't be able to control myself if you keep doing it" He lowers his head to wishper in her ear.

" Go on then..discard the control. Show me you want me. Make me forget about this day." Moyeon's turned to face him.

His gaze looked at her as if searching for something. By his next action it was confirmed that he found what he was looking for, for he took her hand and began walking towards the door of the kitchen. Moyeon followed him mindlessly as if the wine along with Shijin's saliva had enchanted her.

It was soon that they reached Shijin's cabin. Unlocking the door Shijin picked her up bridal style. Before she could even protest, he had covered the distance of two feet between the door and bed and dropped her on the sheets unceremoniously. There was something wild in his black eyes, that made Moyeon entranced.

In the next second, he was on her. His lips covered hers again as his hands began working on her shirt. It was when he broke the kiss to pull his t-shirt over his head, Moyeon became aware that her shirt had been discarded and her bra had been pushed upward.

She was about to cover her breasts with her hands, when Shijin threaded their fingers together and began kissing her again. She was so into the feeling of his lips on her that she didn't realise when his hands had left hers and were now caressing her breasts.

It's not like Moyeon had not been touched before, she had her fair share of boyfriends. But there was something electric about Shijin's touch. He breasts were left heated wherever he touched them.

"Ahh!" A sharp tug on the nipple brought her out of her trance.
She was about to complain but Shijin covered her bruised nipple with his mouth and began sucking softly.

"Mmm..aaa..shi..jinnn" Moyeon moaned as Shijin gave same treatment to her other breast.

While his mouth was busy on her beasts, his hands began tugging at her pants. Moyeon getting the idea raised her hips and in one swift movement her pants were taken off. His left hand moved down wards, tracing the seams of her panty, before pressing down on her clothed clit with a single finger. The response was instant her hips bucked up in the air.

" Uhhgghh...Don't..nah...what did you do..?" Her voice was a mixture of annoyance and curiosity.

Shijin looked at her like a cat who had gotten the Canary.

"So, no one has touched you there before I assume" he stated rather than asking with a smirk gracing his lips.

"Umm...they mostly just went in without touching much." Moyeon admitted, embarassed at sharing such intimate details.

This gave Shijin the push he needed and he went for her panties. He took them in one stroke without giving her much chance to protest.

He placed himself between her legs. He began mouthing on her stomach and on the navel before descending downwards. He opened her legs and stared at her glistening mound.

Moyeon finding herself the center of attention tried to close he legs instinctively.

"Hey! What are you doing!..You don't need to stare at it..! Just put it in.." she said with both of her hands covering her face in embarrassment.

Shijin took this moment to lean down and lick the length of her pussy.

"Mmghhh...not..there.." she moaned and tried to close her legs, but Shijin held on to her thighs in his strong grip.

He continued to lick, now focusing his movements on her clit. He soon started stroking it in a particular rhythm.

"It feels...strange...jinnn..ahh..."
"Fuck..." She cussed when Shijin ceased abruptly.

"Now, tell me do you want me to stop?" Shijin says with a serious face. "Just tell me I'll stop. I'll do nothing without your consent" Shijin added softly in the end
His eyes reflecting his sincerity.

"I.....I mean..." Moyeon was left without words at his bare sincerity. Her Shijin is a gentleman even in bed. " I was
....was feeling awkward at first...now ....I ....kinnda...like it? "
Her cheeks were coloured scarlet with shame. " I...can..can you... continue?"

Shijin gave her one of his signature smirks and got down to business. He continued licking until she was arching her back, her toes curling, her breathing came in pants.

"Ahhh...I feel..m...mmm.. something building....can you...go ...ahhh yeah ....go faster?"

Who was Shijin to defy the command of this goddess. He increased his frequently and soon her body broke out into convulsions as she rode her high. Shijin held onto her throughout. Finally when she came down from her high he went up and captured her lips with his.

"Moyeon...I..I ...just realised there are no condoms here..."

"Huh?..oh..okay..." Moyeon mumbled. Shijin was about to move off her when she grabbed him and hugged him.
Shijin took few moments before his own arms went to engulf her lithe body.

"Shijin...can we..I mean...I'm clean..and after seeing too many dead bodies....I ....feel..I don't wanna lose you too.."
"We will use condoms from the next time..Shijinnn"

Shijin was left dumbfounded. This lady, the lady of his dreams was asking him to enter her, and that too bare. Shijin was going to die and was going to hell.

"It's ok if you don't..." Moyeon taking his silence as hesitation, started backing off.

"No..let's do it...I...love you...and there's nothing else I wanna be than being inside you..." His eyes staring deep into her soul as he finally confessed to her.

He lined himself against her and entered her with a smooth stroke. Both groaning at the friction.

"Shijin...it..it burns a little...could you please wait..a bit...it's big...you're big.." Moyeon uttered looking a little uncomfortable at being penetrated.

"Babe...how am I supposed to control myself when you say shit like that..." Shijin groaned.

It was a few moments, before Moyeon finally gave him the permission to move.

With the first thrust he joined their hands together. His hips continued to move in slow motion trying to set up a rhythm. His movements were slow and drawn out as if he was trying to saviour every thrust.

He unclasped his left hand from Moyeon's to reach down between them and start stroking Moyeon's clit. Combined with the thrusts and strokes at her clit, it was only a few moments before Moyeon fell apart again in his arms.

As Moyeon came down from her high, she suddenly found herself being flipped over, with her front on the mattress. As she was getting comfortable in that position, Shijin put a arm around her stomach and pulled her up. So, that she was now on the hands and legs with her behind towards Shijin.

Before she could embarassed by the position she was in, Shijin entered her with a smooth stroke and this time without any break he set a punishing pace. Back and forth. Back and forth.

"Ahh...ahhh...ahhhh..." The sound of their moans along with the sound of slapping skin echoed throughout the room.

This time Shijin was chasing his own high. With one hand he was holding her waist tightly, making her meet his every thrust. Another of his hands moved down to grab her breast and began kneading it. Soon, it moved down to reach her clit.

This time Moyeon tried to get away. Her clit over sensitive with two consecutive orgasms. But Shijin's hold didn't falter. He continued stroking her. It took only a few strokes before she was coming again. Shijin followed her this time. His rhythm erratic as he rode his own high.

The room was filled with gasps as they came down from their high. Shijin laid beside her on the bed, still panting. He looked at her with a content smile. Moyeon returned his smile with a shy smile of her own.