A/N: Yeah, mfs I'm fxxking alive! And back with another JangIlChung fic!
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Warnings:
NSFW
Major Character Death
Not for minors
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Summary:
Chung Myung doesn't want to face the reality
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On the Bloodied floor he lies on
Chung Myung grunted, his body folded in half, a dark genital moving in and out of his white buttocks.
His hands -wrists- were held together on top of his head, his mouth biting a jade toy that was ever so slippery because of an endless stream of saliva coating it.
His body was soft and pliant, no doubt the drug was effective.
Ilso hummed, dragging his cock out ever so slowly and intentionally, lightly, going over his victim's sweet spots, making sure to tease him.
The man under him shivered, his back arching, and sweet moans were enough to tell his mood.
He reached out to a dark red nipple abused many times, and tweezed it, earning another sweet moan out of the lovely Chung Myung.
"So happy, are we?" Ilso smiled, and it was not a nice smile. "Strange. Weren't you so against this a moment ago? I never took you to be such a slut, Mount Hua's Divine Dragon."
The aforementioned man flinched, and Ilso was sure his eyes would be wide under the cover of silk gauze.
I wonder what expression you are making right now, Mount Hua's Divine Dragon. Ilso was curious so, with a tag of his hand, the silk piece unrevealed itself to show those beautiful plum blossom eyes marred with red.
And then, they were the most beautiful out of everything he had ever seen.
More gorgeous than stars, more precious than gems, he wanted to pluck those eyes out and contain them in a jar forever.
But no,
Ilso jerked his hips forward, his rough and callous fingers rubbing the corner of flower eyes.
"Did you know, Mount Hua's Divine Dragon?" A corner of red lips curled up, he continued, "It's said that eyes were windows to the souls; they could reveal the emotions of the owner."
This is why...
"This is why, I wouldn't take those lovely eyes out of you." Ilso stopped the motion of his body, his head lowering to reposition in front of Mount Hua's Divine Dragon's eyes.
As his inky straight hair fell onto Chung Myung's chest, a groan came out of his parted lips as the genital in him stabbed deeper into him. Ilso didn't stop at the swordsman's pain, instead, he smiled wider, and stared into the plums, seeing anger and humiliation in them was not a surprise.
Chung Myung waited for what Jang Ilso was going to do. The silence was dreading and unsettling.
He anticipated many things, but Jang Ilso gently moving his sweat-sticky hair out of his face wasn't one of the things.
For a moment, he stared. The reddish corner from his eyes making him look like a demon, coupled with the clear resentment on his face.
Ilso basked out a laugh, voice horse and more like a winning huff than a laugh in Chung Myung's ears.
His veins bulged and Ilso laugh harder.
"Haha... Mount Hua's Divine Dragon– no, Chung Myung, Chung Myung-ah," Ilso pressed the body under him harder. "This is why I don't intent to gouge your eyes out. Your eyes– you are too amusing."
Blood and Hair were mixing, and more guilt rose in him.
"Look," Hot air was blown in his ear and a hand roughly took a hold of his chin, steering his head toward a direction he didn't want to face, the reality he was blissfully ignoring. " This happened because of you."
"You are such a little sinner, aren't you?" The devil continued to whisper. Seductively. Sensually. He tried to move his head. He didn't want to see this. Anything but this.
What was worse was he was feeling otherworldly pleasure while their blood was underneath them.
While he was facing their dead bodies.
His breath hitched as the movement momentarily stopped, then, came back in him with more force than before.
"They rushed here; intending to save you. They died because of you. If only you weren't such a disobedient little whore–" Stop, stop, stop! I don't want to hear those things! STOP! The reality he was ignoring the whole time could no longer be ignored; the delusion he created was shattered apart. "–Maybe they could have lived."
Tears flowed uncontrollably from Plum Blossom eyes.
In the sight of those eyes, the bodies of his family lay.
Baek Cheon, Yu Iseol, Jo Gal—
Everyone.
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End Notes:
Oops.
On another note, I'm praying so hard for my sister to not see this and feel that it would be a very, very good idea to read this
And I swear that I just want to write a simple, simple smut. Not...... this
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Plum Blossoms are beautiful
Fanfiction(Fanfics) one-shots series of the novel and manhwa [Return of Mount Hua sect] Spoiler Warning as most of the characters are from the novel [Photo not mine]
