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He pulls her into him, his hand sneaks around her hand, sleeping away the tiredness. She shivered as he ran his hand across her back, his hot breath teasing her delicate neck. Her head felt heavy on the cushion as he wanted to snuggle in closer, but couldn't since there was no more space in between.
When she felt him running his mouth over his lips, which unintentionally touched her burning flesh, she let out a shaky moan. When he didn't stop and continued, her breath caught in the middle. She assumed he was doing all of this while asleep, so she simply tried pushing him away.
"Fuck! Princess, please do not move. Stay still," he murmurs, looking up from her neck, his eyes dark due to the copious amount of fluffy hair on his brow. She gulps the lump, gasping, still trying to remove one of her hands from his grasp. When she didn't stop, he raised his head, looked at her with those perplexed pondering eyes, "want something?" He utters, raising his eyebrows at her while keeping his eye veiled
"My hands," she said, and he shifted his eyes to their linked arm before returning his gaze to her, "do you have problems with me holding it?" He asked, his head tilted. Slowly shaking her head, she watched him go down to place his head on her stomach, "if so, then I assume you should just sleep" she felt the vibration in her stomach when he said, giving her a lot of uneasiness, but something good.
They have been in New York for over thirty-two hours due to him obtaining a business meeting. Her in-laws were not there in Seoul since they had to attend a ceremony and didn't want her to experience the same problem she experienced previously when he wasn't around. So he simply took a week or more off from work for her and asked her to accompany him. She didn't even try to suppress her curiosity. She desired to explore the world and experience what her family had prevented her from experiencing.
"I'm feeling hungry." Suddenly, the words left her mouth, and the next thing he knew, he was hovering his body over her, supporting himself with his elbows and toes so as not to put any weight on her. "Let's go!" He says trying to get up, pulling her with him as well. Suddenly shocked by his pull, as he got out of bed, instead of rising up, he fell down on the bed, pushing her to do the same on his lap.
"Ow!" The abrupt tug caused her to shriek and wrap her hand around his torso, which was exposed without any covering of clothes; he enjoys sleeping without any shirt and she's become accustomed to it; still she never looks when he goes shirtless, not completely, but still wouldn't. "I'm sorry," he said, grabbing her by the waist and settling her on his lap, clearing his eyes to wake her up. She couldn't stop looking at him the entire time, and couldn't stop glancing down at those abs that were sparkling with the morning sun passing through the glass wall, even though it was slightly raining.
When she didn't even see him looking at her as she couldn't even tear her eyes away from his body, so shamelessly, the pattering noise of water against the delicate glass wall was comforting in a manner. He had resolved not to say anything, but he couldn't let it go so easy.
