[fan fic] THOUGHTS (Faith)
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scottishlassOh Gods, the things this drama puts me through. Tonight ep20 was brilliant.
It certainly is now picking up speed towards a furious finale. The ep inspired me to the following fic - please note, not work compatible, it's NC17.
THOUGHTS
Eun-Soo could not sleep. She sat on the guest seat on the balcony of Choi Young's quarters, away on the other side of the garrison's sleeping rooms and watched the stars. Earlier in the evening they had moved to this spot to watch the falling stars together that illuminated the night sky. She remembered that these were called 'tears of St. Laurence' as they appeared in the Northern hemisphere around mid August, the birth date of St. Laurence. Young had listened to her explanation of the Perseide shower for a bit but soon the falling stars were forgotten as lips kissed and hands kindled passion between them.
At the memory, Eun-Soo smiled and looked down at the sleeping man in her lap and stroked his hair. She was still amazed that she had found her own lucky star, her protecting angel and silently she thanked God, the deities of old and Buddha for whatever force had brought her here, to this man.
Ever since her confession to Choi Young it had been easy for the warrior general and the doctor to slip into an daily routine of going their separate ways in the mornings and returning to his deserted rooms at night. As by a silent promise their steps would always lead them back here in the evenings and the nights they would spend together.
Their easy ways of communicating, the easy way they had slipped into this daily routine still amazed Eun-Soo. Without effort they had slipped into married life, acknowledged by the others surrounding them and without conscious thought. She could still remember the night when he had first sought her out. She had been in his room, waiting for him when she heard a scraping outside the door. When she had checked, she had to smile. He came to protect her, he had said, sitting in a chair in front of her door, his sword cradled in his arms. It had been simple to invite him in, to draw him into a conversation he always found so maddingly strange and confusing.
Even if she would live up to a hundred years, she would still cherish and remember that first night they spent together. Remembering that night a few days ago, Eun-Soo smiled and traced the lines on Young's face with a finger.
She had not thought that their relationship, their easy banter and closeness would develop any further than the hugs they had shared and that one kiss in front of all those advisors and Prince Deok Hyeung. For all she knew and had experienced, Choi Young Daesang was a closed-off man who rarely touched and allowed to be touched. And with the Woodalchi kids so close by, she would have never thought that furthering their relationship was even a possibility. But this wonderful man, this steely warrior had surprised her. It had been so heart-warming, so wonderfully romantic when he had asked her to be with him, to be his woman in all sorts of manners. And it had surprised her even more that for all the opportunities a man of his rank and reputation had, with gisaengs and servants at easy disposal, had been an innocent where skinship was concerned.
She had felt like a woman of the world, even with her little experience of skinship. Her relationships with men were only few and she had never had felt the urge to go any further than a few kisses and perhaps a touch here and there, but with Choi Young it had been different. Her heart had opened and she knew he was the one and only for her, even if they had to separate soon.
So she had been the one to initiate their intimacy. It had taken her breath away when he had worshipped her with his eyes, taking in her whole being, almost too afraid to touch and when she had taken his hand and placed it onto her breast right on top of her heart, she could feel his hesitation and the wonder, all in that one shaking hand. Eun-Soo had watched in wonder as he had started to first undress her and then himself. Had stared at his naked perfection and wept silently at the numerous scars he sported even at such a young age.
Anytime he stroked her, touched her, he had looked up as if seeking permission from her which endeared him the more to her if that was even possible. Those deft hands that could handle a sword and knife with such deadly precision were gentle and loving as he traced her body, stroking, caressing, and stoking a fire deep within her.
She had felt breathless, her skin had seemed to crackle with electricity whenever they touched and she was reminded of his KI force. She wondered if that is what it felt for him when he released it and made a mental note to ask him later, much later. She felt breathless and nervous but also strong and humbled that this man who loved her. She could look and touch to her heart’s desire, nipping at skin that was wonderfully warm to her touch, tasting lips that yielded beneath her mouth.
Eun-Soo had kissed his scars, tracing the signs of war and violence all over his body and she desperately wished she could take the pain away, the signs of his life before they met. She had kissed him deeply as she drew him down on top of her, welcoming the heavy body that covered her from head to toe.
Their first mating had been wondrous even if it had been a bit embarrassing. It had been over far too soon but after all that pent up passion over the last months, she could not hold Young responsible for that. Had he not begged her not to move and she had not listened? She asked herself. In that one moment where she flew high on the sky only to plummet on the brink, his choked out words, his desperate try to hold onto a tiny thread of sanity, she had destroyed the both of them. She could not have waited a moment longer, eager to fill in the yearning that had built up inside her body spreading from the core where she was so intimately bonded with Choi to the very finger tips of her being.
She had moved her hips only slightly and by doing so, destroyed them both. Afterwards, in the aftermath of their passion when they had lain spent and exhausted on the bed, Choi Young had tilted his head towards her, asking her if she would always defy and ignore his requests. She had smiled at that and kissed him deeply.
Eun-Soo had to smile at the memory of and leaning forward, she placed a soft kiss on Young's forehead. When she sat up, brown eyes stared up at her.
"I love you," she whispered, her voice only a soft breath. Without breaking eye contact, Young lithely sat up and knelt in front of her, unconscious to his naked state. Carefully, as if she was the most priceless china, he cradled her face in his hands and stroked his thumbs over her cheeks.
"And I love you, Imja," he said and kissed her deeply, his fingers toying with her hair as he pulled her into his lap. Even now, after many nights of shared passion, his easy movements that touch of skin to skin took her breath away. She clung to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he guided her down onto him, connecting them now in a sure and practiced manner.
They moved slowly, almost lazily, as their first thirst for each other had satiated earlier and Eun-Soo ran her fingers through his hair, as they stared intently into each others eyes.
Choi Young sought her lips, nipping lightly at them as his mouth captured her. He needed her with a desperation that far surpassed anything he had ever experienced and like a drowning man he drank up every tiny detail about her, the way she looked in the midst of passion, her scent, and the softness of her skin and even the tiny droplets of sweat that gathered at the swell of her breasts.
Gathering her close almost as if he wanted to fully encompass her, he held her as they made love. He knew that in a few days, perhaps even hours, their time together would end, and he was desperate to fill his soul up with memories and thoughts of her. Forever.
end
It certainly is now picking up speed towards a furious finale. The ep inspired me to the following fic - please note, not work compatible, it's NC17.
THOUGHTS
Eun-Soo could not sleep. She sat on the guest seat on the balcony of Choi Young's quarters, away on the other side of the garrison's sleeping rooms and watched the stars. Earlier in the evening they had moved to this spot to watch the falling stars together that illuminated the night sky. She remembered that these were called 'tears of St. Laurence' as they appeared in the Northern hemisphere around mid August, the birth date of St. Laurence. Young had listened to her explanation of the Perseide shower for a bit but soon the falling stars were forgotten as lips kissed and hands kindled passion between them.
At the memory, Eun-Soo smiled and looked down at the sleeping man in her lap and stroked his hair. She was still amazed that she had found her own lucky star, her protecting angel and silently she thanked God, the deities of old and Buddha for whatever force had brought her here, to this man.
Ever since her confession to Choi Young it had been easy for the warrior general and the doctor to slip into an daily routine of going their separate ways in the mornings and returning to his deserted rooms at night. As by a silent promise their steps would always lead them back here in the evenings and the nights they would spend together.
Their easy ways of communicating, the easy way they had slipped into this daily routine still amazed Eun-Soo. Without effort they had slipped into married life, acknowledged by the others surrounding them and without conscious thought. She could still remember the night when he had first sought her out. She had been in his room, waiting for him when she heard a scraping outside the door. When she had checked, she had to smile. He came to protect her, he had said, sitting in a chair in front of her door, his sword cradled in his arms. It had been simple to invite him in, to draw him into a conversation he always found so maddingly strange and confusing.
Even if she would live up to a hundred years, she would still cherish and remember that first night they spent together. Remembering that night a few days ago, Eun-Soo smiled and traced the lines on Young's face with a finger.
She had not thought that their relationship, their easy banter and closeness would develop any further than the hugs they had shared and that one kiss in front of all those advisors and Prince Deok Hyeung. For all she knew and had experienced, Choi Young Daesang was a closed-off man who rarely touched and allowed to be touched. And with the Woodalchi kids so close by, she would have never thought that furthering their relationship was even a possibility. But this wonderful man, this steely warrior had surprised her. It had been so heart-warming, so wonderfully romantic when he had asked her to be with him, to be his woman in all sorts of manners. And it had surprised her even more that for all the opportunities a man of his rank and reputation had, with gisaengs and servants at easy disposal, had been an innocent where skinship was concerned.
She had felt like a woman of the world, even with her little experience of skinship. Her relationships with men were only few and she had never had felt the urge to go any further than a few kisses and perhaps a touch here and there, but with Choi Young it had been different. Her heart had opened and she knew he was the one and only for her, even if they had to separate soon.
So she had been the one to initiate their intimacy. It had taken her breath away when he had worshipped her with his eyes, taking in her whole being, almost too afraid to touch and when she had taken his hand and placed it onto her breast right on top of her heart, she could feel his hesitation and the wonder, all in that one shaking hand. Eun-Soo had watched in wonder as he had started to first undress her and then himself. Had stared at his naked perfection and wept silently at the numerous scars he sported even at such a young age.
Anytime he stroked her, touched her, he had looked up as if seeking permission from her which endeared him the more to her if that was even possible. Those deft hands that could handle a sword and knife with such deadly precision were gentle and loving as he traced her body, stroking, caressing, and stoking a fire deep within her.
She had felt breathless, her skin had seemed to crackle with electricity whenever they touched and she was reminded of his KI force. She wondered if that is what it felt for him when he released it and made a mental note to ask him later, much later. She felt breathless and nervous but also strong and humbled that this man who loved her. She could look and touch to her heart’s desire, nipping at skin that was wonderfully warm to her touch, tasting lips that yielded beneath her mouth.
Eun-Soo had kissed his scars, tracing the signs of war and violence all over his body and she desperately wished she could take the pain away, the signs of his life before they met. She had kissed him deeply as she drew him down on top of her, welcoming the heavy body that covered her from head to toe.
Their first mating had been wondrous even if it had been a bit embarrassing. It had been over far too soon but after all that pent up passion over the last months, she could not hold Young responsible for that. Had he not begged her not to move and she had not listened? She asked herself. In that one moment where she flew high on the sky only to plummet on the brink, his choked out words, his desperate try to hold onto a tiny thread of sanity, she had destroyed the both of them. She could not have waited a moment longer, eager to fill in the yearning that had built up inside her body spreading from the core where she was so intimately bonded with Choi to the very finger tips of her being.
She had moved her hips only slightly and by doing so, destroyed them both. Afterwards, in the aftermath of their passion when they had lain spent and exhausted on the bed, Choi Young had tilted his head towards her, asking her if she would always defy and ignore his requests. She had smiled at that and kissed him deeply.
Eun-Soo had to smile at the memory of and leaning forward, she placed a soft kiss on Young's forehead. When she sat up, brown eyes stared up at her.
"I love you," she whispered, her voice only a soft breath. Without breaking eye contact, Young lithely sat up and knelt in front of her, unconscious to his naked state. Carefully, as if she was the most priceless china, he cradled her face in his hands and stroked his thumbs over her cheeks.
"And I love you, Imja," he said and kissed her deeply, his fingers toying with her hair as he pulled her into his lap. Even now, after many nights of shared passion, his easy movements that touch of skin to skin took her breath away. She clung to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he guided her down onto him, connecting them now in a sure and practiced manner.
They moved slowly, almost lazily, as their first thirst for each other had satiated earlier and Eun-Soo ran her fingers through his hair, as they stared intently into each others eyes.
Choi Young sought her lips, nipping lightly at them as his mouth captured her. He needed her with a desperation that far surpassed anything he had ever experienced and like a drowning man he drank up every tiny detail about her, the way she looked in the midst of passion, her scent, and the softness of her skin and even the tiny droplets of sweat that gathered at the swell of her breasts.
Gathering her close almost as if he wanted to fully encompass her, he held her as they made love. He knew that in a few days, perhaps even hours, their time together would end, and he was desperate to fill his soul up with memories and thoughts of her. Forever.
end
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Date: 2012-10-16 05:19 pm (UTC)This was so so so do amazingly good!
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Date: 2012-10-16 05:28 pm (UTC)Thank you for liking it :)
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Date: 2012-10-16 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-16 06:43 pm (UTC)I don't know if it is important to show this kind of intimacy ... I doubt it should be shown on TV but fan fic is ... well fan fiction and anything is allowed.
I wanted to get it out of my system.
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Date: 2012-10-16 06:48 pm (UTC)By the way, I downloaded a program for MV. But now I'm completely confused. How do I even start to copy parts of a movie. I tried from youtube, but not sure how. It seems it might be hard!
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Date: 2012-10-16 09:00 pm (UTC)Well your story got me thinking, too. You can check out my new entry.
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Date: 2012-10-16 09:06 pm (UTC)This was really good for these two. Not overboard, but a definitive showing of the immense love they have for each other. That is the most important thing for a story of these two IMO, and you did it so well here. TY! I would like to show their love for each other like this, but I am afraid I'll just have him get it on w/ her against a wall...I am evidently twisted like this :)
I think so far I haven't read a NC-17 story that kept them in character to me except this one. Now I like the hot stuff just as much as the next horny chick, but I need to see it in character, so thank you again.
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Date: 2012-10-16 09:13 pm (UTC)Well done
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Date: 2012-10-16 09:29 pm (UTC)but I am afraid I'll just have him get it on w/ her against a wall...I am evidently twisted like this :)
Oh God yes please ... wall, tree, rock .. don't care. Just WRITE IT LOL Perhasp in a cramped space, they should be quiet but ES knows he is hanging onto his sanity by thin thread and to loosen him up, giving him hope she perhaps seduces him ... just a thought *BG*
Re: Well done
Date: 2012-10-16 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-16 09:54 pm (UTC)I'm not familiar with ilife and such but I think if you open a new project you can load those videos and episodes you need scenes from into the programme and then edit them into your new project.
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Date: 2012-10-16 10:04 pm (UTC)How to get others to look at my writing. I really do not know anyone who might like it. I only found you and dangermousie on the net, and you guys seem to enjoy it.
It gets lonely, if nobody reads it.
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Date: 2012-10-16 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-16 10:35 pm (UTC)I remember writing a Star Wars EU fanfic once where Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade made out on a rock *grin*
Have you found the music? 'grin'
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Date: 2012-10-16 10:38 pm (UTC)Though I have to admit, a lot of readers are lazy and most of the time do NOT leave a comment :( Writing fan fic is sometimes really frustrating :((((
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Date: 2012-10-16 11:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-16 11:32 pm (UTC)http://lb-klove.livejournal.com/tag/fanfic%3B%20faith
This link will directly lead ppl to your entries with fan fic in it :)
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Date: 2012-10-16 11:50 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-17 01:54 am (UTC)So I been revising until I posted a few hours ago...
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Date: 2012-10-17 02:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-17 04:32 am (UTC)Btw, Dangermousie reced your fics :)
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Date: 2012-10-17 08:08 am (UTC)Craxycat has a very steamy piece, which in turn inspired me. So when you are in the mood for something strictly for adults,here is the serving of one.
http://lb-klove.livejournal.com/2242.html
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