Fear | K.th [Editing]

Her Move [18°]

The pair walk into Kim's bedroom and he closes the door behind them. She decides to bring up Kim's brother now that they are alone, hoping she gets some information. "Baekhyun mentioned to me before that he really doesn't like working here."  Evangeline says, earning a short hum in response. Kim's gaze remains on the floor as he starts to take off his jacket. "He said that this isn't really his line of work and would like to work somewhere else."

She takes a seat on the edge of the bed as she monitors him.

"So?" Kim responds.

Evangeline shrugs lightly, " "Why don't you let him work somewhere else?"

"I don't see how that's any of your concern."

"Do you not trust him?" She only asks because of the way Kim operates. He appears as one to trust little, even the people he's worked with for many years or known his whole life.

Kim walks over to the door to lock it. He ignores her question to ask his own, "Earlier, I talked with Park about his behavior toward you." They meet each other's gaze once he turns toward Evangeline. "He told me you kissed Yoongi. Is this true?"

She stares at the man in front of her, contemplating her answer. Thoughts of Yoongi's wellbeing do come across her mind, if she should lie and cover for Yoongi. The blame would fall on Park which would eventually fall back onto Yoongi. If she were to tell the truth the blame would still fall onto Yoongi. It doesn't matter which way she answers, either way Yoongi will get some form of reprimand from Kim or Park. Yoongi is already in a vulnerable state. She feels like she'll eventually need him for something down the line and it wouldn't be smart to strain their relationship now.

Evangeline is aware of Kim's feelings toward her from previous conversations and how Kim can get when something he deems is his is touched by others. Kim already has shown his disdain toward Park after what he did to Evangeline, so it wouldn't be hard to convince Kim of a way to tarnish Park's reputation without the collateral of Yoongi.

"What?" She says, shaking her head. "Park would never even let me get close to Yoongi. Besides, Park scares me. Why would I do something like that to get on his bad side?" Evangeline crosses her arms, rubbing her hands against her skin. Kim notices her tone and behavior but doesn't speak on it. He takes in her words and nods, dropping the conversation after.

Evangeline doesn't know if that was a good sign or not or what Kim is thinking. Did he take the bait and is now reconsidering how he feels toward Park or is he aware Evangeline is lying to him and won't say anything now until she finds herself in D4.

She wants to continue on the topic of Park and Yoongi so she has a bit more of an idea of what Kim is pondering. He's mastered the art of keeping his inner monologue to himself. As if he were trained to do so at a very young age to keep the enemy guessing.

"Why would he say that? Is it to cause me trouble with you?" If Kim wasn't thinking of that before, she hopes he is now. She continues to observe Kim as he shuffles around his room, the sound of the wooden heel of his shoe creeps against the floorboards. He checks the time on his watch before glancing over at the window covered behind a pair of dark grey curtains.

"Maybe so..." He says, walking over to pull back the curtains. That was a good sign for Evangeline. She's uncovered a little of Kim's thoughts. She's led him toward the path she wants him to take. If she can get Kim to take away his trust in Park, then anything Park says about Evangeline will be second guessed, leaving Evangeline in a position to climb her way to an escape route.

She watches the back of him, the way his muscles protrude against the fabric of his clothing. There is tension amongst the both of them, for two totally different reasons. Kim, trying to figure out what truly occurred between the two patients. Evangeline, trying to figure out what all Kim may know. Sure, she knows its a risk to lie to the man in front of her, but it was a risk she was willing to take to cause distrust amongst his staff. To have two equally unhinged individuals going against one another leaves just the right amount of opening for Evangeline.

He turns back around, meeting her soft gaze. They're quietly studying one another, both wondering what all the other may know. Evangeline understands that she needs Kim more possessive over her--what she thought was a hindrance, could potentially be beneficial for the woman.

She remembers what happened earlier in the morning before they were interrupted by the nosy maids. Her hand slowly reaches down to her thigh, hoping Kim catches her bait. She caresses herself, glancing down then back up at him. He watches along with her, a slight twitch in his brow.

He comes forward, meeting her at the end of the bed. He leans down, eye level with the woman. The sudden closeness involuntarily causes Evangeline to move slightly backward. His arms reach out to trap her body in between his. She can feel his breath blending in with hers.

"If I find out you're lying to me, it won't be pretty for you, princess." His head moves toward her neck, smelling her scent. "You understand that, don't you." It wasn't a question. Both of them know what he's capable of. It was a threat that he would make do on.

Tremors run down the woman's spine. She nods ever so slightly in the small space he grants. His fingers come up to move the fabric of her yellow uniform of her shoulder, his teeth coming down to ever so slightly nibble on her clavicle. As much as Evangeline would like to think she's taking control of the situation, Kim reminds her who's truly in control. 

He could kill her right here.

With nothing but his bare hands.

And she knows that.

But one thing every man fails to remember, is that a woman's power comes from how she uses her body to get what she wants. The temptation that causes even the greatest nations to fall, was within the slim figure of a woman.

He leans up, meeting her gaze once again. Eyes lidded. There's only a slight second of distance before their lips are crashing into one another. Her back presses into the bedsheets and he's following closely behind. She moans at the roughness, bringing her hands toward his neck. Whimpering when his hand keens the soft skin of her thigh.

Kim pulls back, a string of saliva trying to get the last taste of his lips on hers. They're both panting. She helps lift his shirt up over his broad shoulders, granting a view of his toned stomach. He throws it on the ground, helping Evangeline take off hers. Then his focus lands on her pants, tugging them down with vigor to reveal her panties. 

He bites his lips at the sight of her tan skin.