worth a thousand words | Yalı Çapkını - SeyFer

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Year 2027

It was a usual morning in the Korhan household. Their sprawling penthouse overlooking the Bosphorus came to life as Seyran pressed the automatic button to pull all the curtains apart, letting the sun rays illuminate the rooms. To Seyran, the seafront view never lost its spark, no matter that they had inhabited this place for almost two years and this was the same view she'd come to see almost every morning.

Ferit and Seyran made the life-changing decision to live apart from their extended family. They will always be rooted in the mansion, but they need a place of their own to call home. This luxury apartment was Ferit's gift to her and their future family. Her smile was bittersweet when she remembered the day they walked into their apartment for the first time. 

Year 2025

Seyran: "But Ferit, this place is massive! It's only the two of us, why do we need four bedrooms?"

Ferit had his arms placed firmly around Seyran's middle, hugging her from behind as she looked in amazement at the Big Surprise Ferit had been keeping from her for two weeks. It was almost the same size as the apartment temporarily used by her family a few years ago, complementary to Halis Korhan,  but back then there were four adults and now it is just the two of them. And sharing one bedroom at that. 

Ferit pulled her even closer if that was possible, and Seyran couldn't help but melt against his solid chest.  He burrowed his face against the junction between her neck and shoulders, inhaling her sweet scent before whispering conspiratorily.

Ferit: "All the more reason to fill those empty rooms, don't you think, my love?"

Seyran shivered at his low and gravelly voice. It only took her a few seconds to understand his cryptic words and she immediately felt her cheeks heat up. She tried to turn around to face her husband but apparently, Ferit wasn't in a conversational mood because he suddenly sneaked a hand under her blouse and started caressing her belly. 

Ferit: "It won't be empty for long, Seyran. At least I hope so."

When his fingers crawled under the cup of her bra and started massaging her breasts, Seyran couldn't control her body's reaction. Her head lolled back against his shoulders and her eyes fluttered close. Seeing the stretch of porcelain skin all for his taking, he latched his mouth onto her neck and sucked. Seyran's knees were close to buckling and Ferit knew the telltale signs, he gently but firmly pushed Seyran in the direction of the nearest sofa. 

It was in the middle of the day and their realtor just left a few minutes ago after walking them through the final paperwork. It feels so scandalous to be doing this, with the floor-to-ceiling window giving a complete view of the outside world. Can the outside world also see them? Seyran's thought process broke off when she found herself sprawled under Ferit's heavy build. Ferit had one arm banded around her middle while the other was cupping the back of her head, all the easier to control her head and angle for a better kiss. And kiss he did.

When Ferit kisses her it feels like she's flying or drowning or both. It never feels like she's completely grounded on earth, and it's the most peculiar sensation. Maybe it's body chemistry, maybe it's her deep love for him, well whatever it is she hopes he never stops doing this for as long they live. 

Ferit was not as in control of his emotions as he tried to make it appear. Sure, he's the more experienced one out of the two, but kissing Seyran Korhan was incomparable to anything he's ever experienced in the past. He felt like a novice when he started being physical with Seyran, he felt like he was out of his depth. There was no sense of trying to conquer her, or keeping scores,  or trying to find someone to let out his sexual frustrations. No, when Ferit was with Seyran, it felt like a coming together of souls, not just of bodies. He felt the most safe and fulfilled when he was with her, inside her.