The Masters Mistress

4 A proper introduction.

The elevator ride is filled with tension. The small enclosed space feels like the air has been sucked out of it. There's no talking, only the sound of your heart beating in your ears. With his hand on yours, his thumb brushes your knuckles. You're thinking, 'It's not like I haven't had sex before, but this time I feel like a virgin'.

His suite, more like the whole wing of this floor. The windows make up one of the walls, showcasing the night sky and twinkling lights of the surrounding city. The leather sofa is  U shaped and dark against the whites of the rug and walls. The emerald green lamps make the room feel more like a lawyers study, the dark hard wood floors adding another layer to the space. It smells like him. The suit has a large open plan design. The sofa and media area are the main focus. There's a kitchen area and dining table, a closed door to the right of it, you figure it's a closet. There's a bedroom, you saw it on your initial sweep of the room. 

On one of the walls, there's a painting. It's a masterpiece and really draws the eye, although you are unsure if it's a bear or a tiger. There is no time to dwell on it. He's poured you some wine. "Now, I know you suggested we talk and have fun. Does that still stand? do you still feel the same?"

"Nothing has changed for me, except the location." This is when you place the glass on the table and reach up to his mask. "we could keep these on, but I would rather like to see the face of the man that's going to have me cuming."  He makes you wait, and you start to question yourself. Giving his consent, he places his hands on your hips.

Undoing the clasp that's hidden in his hair, you remove the mask. It's heavy. His neck must be in agony from wearing it all night. With your own mask still in place, you hold his up in front of his face and press it to yours as if they are kissing. He doesn't say a word. Putting the mask down, finally. You see his face and are glad that yours is still covered because you are blushing so hard, your breath is taken away, and your voice has done a runner. You know who this man is. How could you not have. It's so obvious now, his voice, his shape, his walk.

"Wow" is all you manage to breathe out.

"Princess, I know we didn't sign any paperwork, but the documents from the beginning of the evening still hold. You can't tell anyone about tonight and who you may or may not have met, regardless if it is another party goer." Shit, he thinks you're gonna talk to Theo about his identity. That means they didn't know each other before tonight. "master, I don't know what you're talking about!" He relaxes visibly and now reaches for the ribbon holding your mask in place. This whole act feels so sensual. Like getting naked for the first time. Shit, that's gonna happen, too. If he likes what he sees, that is. 

"May I princess?" he stops with his hand on the ribbon. "Yes," you say and move his hand directly on the silk. You quickly take out the hair pins you put there before. "I may not be what you expect," and you lower your head. He stops before he reveals your face, "If you are going to be mine, you must know that you will not demean yourself ever. Do you understand? You will not think of yourself as less." You nod and lift your head back up.

He continues. Your skin feels the cool air in the room, and when you open your eyes, he's staring at you with that boxy smile and fire in his eyes.

"Now, we can have a proper drink." He says, handing you the glass, he clinks his and drinks it all. The last time you were in a room with a strange guy drinking wine, that guy couldn't get it up and blamed you. Shit, what if that happens again. No, never. This is Kim Tae Hyung. But to you, he's 'master'.

Lifting his hand to you, he walks you to the sofa. The leather doesn't make a sound as you sit down. It doesn't even feel cool on your back as you relax. "So you recognise me, a few things right away,  I won't be introducing you to the members or taking you to any events where the members will be. I keep this part of my life private. " He tops up the glasses,  "Yes, they are my brothers, but what goes on behind closed doors is not for them to be part of. We should talk a little about expectations from both sides" taking a drink you nod. "No, no, I don't want you to be meek and humble. You will need to speak to me the same way you have been doing all night. Now that you can see my face, that shouldn't be a game changer." Shaking of the fear of this famous face, you realise he's right.  "Well, as I said earlier, this is my first time in this kind of partnership, I'm not really sure how it all works, and being honest, it's all a little intimidating."