Right then and thereChung-ha knew
She was ready.
Chung-ha waited for him to finish, which didn't take long since he washed up prior. Chung-ha couldn't help but stare; she'd never seen a man entirely bare before. She's never seen his hair either, at least without the ponytail. Tae-min's hair met right at his shoulders and was damp from the water. He exited with only the towel covering his waist.
Not only were they physically naked, but they were emotionally as well.
Tae-min opened the curtain, and then it seemed as if time went by slow. Tae-min wondered why Chung-ha wasn't changed, "Did you bring enough clothes?" he asked; that's the only thing he could come up with to break the silence. That's when Chung-ha gathered enough courage to walk up to him; she nodded, and then her mind went to what the girls said...
~"There's a handful of men who are scared to make the first move, so you must make it."
"Preferably by touch."
They said.~
Chung-ha touched his chest, his heart rate racing. The room was dim, only lit by a candle. The perfect mood was set. Not being able to see well enhanced what you felt. She reached for a kiss, running her fingers through his hair, and that's when he embraced her, pulling her in tightly.
All that can be heard was heaving breathing; after a minute, he pulled away. "Wait...I don't feel as if you're ready." He said.
Chung-ha was confused; Tae-min continued, "It's just, I don't want to feel as if I'm forcing you into it. I want to make sure that even after doing it, you won't change your morals, that you'll still be the same Chung-ha."
Tae-min walked away from her to go open the bag he brought clothes in. "You're a bad liar as well. You aren't worried about me being ready. It's you that's not...but why. I would think this is something you wouldn't second guess on." Chung-ha said.
Tae-min paused and thought to himself for a moment before turning back to her, "You are the first thing I get to have for myself, it may not sound true, but it is. My brother somehow had everything. Odds never worked in my favor, even with a female, until now. I don't want to do anything that might cause you to drift away from me...at least not so soon. I am not as optimistic as you think, Chung-ha." He tried to avoid eye contact with her.
"Tae-min, I can reassure you that I am all yours." his face wasn't as tense now; it relaxed after that sentence. Chung-ha walked towards Tae-min again, standing in front of him, trying to meet his eyes.
"Are you sure?" Tae-min asked, and to reply, Chung-ha unraveled her towel and tossed it on the other side of the room. Tae-min couldn't help but look transfixed; her body was bare. Nothing was on her; nothing covered her anymore.
Chung-ha gently grabbed his wrist and moved it to where his hand touched her breast. He slightly squeezed and used his thumb to rub around her nipple. His eyes filled with hunger and desperation. Tae-min used that same hand to graze her collarbone and grab her neck to pull her in for a kiss. Afterward, he whispered in her ear,
"Lay on your back..."
And so Chung-ha followed his lead; she walked over to the futon and laid down. Tae-min slowly gave kisses down the middle of her chest, to her waist, then to her thigh. All Chung-ha could do was look at the ceiling, though she could admit his gentle touches felt nice. He then unraveled his towel and tossed it aside as well. Chung-ha didn't want to look. The girls warned her that depending on the man. She may not want to look at what he's carrying; it could scare her out of doing it. So Chung-ha promised herself not to look.

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Chung-ha in Joseon
FanfictionChung-ha, a common Kisaeng Samsu (Samsu: the lowest tier who were forbidden to practice the songs and dances of the Haengs: the palace kisaeng) who fantasized about doing the dances in the palace, if she ever got caught she would get punished by the...