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Your Highness Princess Jiwie,

I humbly beg your pardon for my audacity. Due to an urgent matter, I had to leave for my village before sunrise. As you were asleep, I couldn't inform you that I had received news of my friend's severe illness, necessitating my immediate departure. I deeply regret the grave impropriety of leaving your presence without your consent and without considering your feelings. However, the urgency of the situation left me with no other option. I dared not disturb your rest in the middle of the night.

With utmost sincerity and respect, I once again ask for your forgiveness.

Yours faithfully artist,
Jeon jungkook.

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How do I even begin to put into words the sexual tension that's been building between the princess and I? It started innocently enough, with her posing for me in various outfits. But then she shocked me by disrobing completely for the sculpture.



The sight of her naked body seared itself into my memory, and I found myself constantly aware of it after that.Even now, thinking about it is making me feel overheated and flustered. I remember how she smiled at me, like she knew exactly what effect she was having on me.


Like she was daring me to do something about it.I had to touch myself, thinking about her. It was the only way I could find relief from the constant ache of unrequited desire. I imagined her naked form, sculpted in marble, and I'd run my hand along the cool surface, pretending it was her skin instead.Then last night, I completely lost control.


I was carving her likeness into wood, and I could feel my excitement building. I was hot and sweaty, and I could feel my heart pounding in my dick. I kept glancing up at her, and each time, I felt like I was being pulled under, like I was drowning in her beauty.I listed overhead, my hands trembling as I tried to carve.


My brushstrokes grew more erratic as I carved, my chisel slipping on the wood. Jiwie remained still, her eyes fixed on some point outside the window. I imagined I could feel her gaze burning into me, waiting to see how I'd react to the intense situation we found ourselves in.


The air felt electric, charged with unspoken tension. I could feel the weight of her expectation, her silent dare to do something about the building sexual charge between us. I bit back a groan, my hands sweating as I struggled to maintain control.


I kept glancing up at her, my mind filling in the blanks of what her naked body looked like, sculpted in marble. I could almost feel the cool surface beneath my fingertips, almost taste her smooth skin on my tongue. I was completely lost, drowning in a sea of forbidden lust.


And yet... I couldn't stop. I couldn't look away. Even now, as I write this, I can feel my heart racing, my blood pulsing with excitement. I never imagined anything could affect me like this. It's as if princess has awoken something within me, now it's only the lust. And I don't know how to control it.


I couldn't sleep that night, my mind still reeling from the naked events. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my body thrumming with restless energy. I kept thinking about her, about the way she'd smiled at me, the way she'd let me see her naked body.


It was too much, too intense. I felt like I was going to explode if I didn't do something about it. So I ran. I got out of bed and slipped out of the bungalow, not daring to look back. I didn't stop running until I reached the village, until I was surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of home.


But even here, I can't shake the memories. Jiwie is forever imprinted on my mind, her beauty seared into my very being. I don't know what to do with these feelings, with this ache in my chest... My down.

All I know is that I need some space, some time to figure out what's happening to me. Because one thing is certain - I can never look at the princess the same way again. She's awakened something within me, Every time I look at her, I only see her naked, even if she's fully covered..



If I put everything together, then all was too much for me......




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