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𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙯 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩
❛❛ Your scent brought forth calm, mingled with the sweet touches of desire to hold you in my arms and show you every constellation befrilling the nocturnal void above while my name tumbles out of your mouth in an incoherent succession. ❜❜
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[̲̅K]im Hongjoong, Emperor and Alpha of the Seven Lands Of The West finds it immensely tough to keep his attention intact on his Royal Military Commander's words as his mind is presently brimmed with plural thoughts which, apparently, weren't his own.
They belonged to someone else and he could read them so well.
And none of whatever he happened to read was helping him in remaining sane and focus on his tasks instead of drifting his thoughts away, his entire form tingling in desperation and desire.
Hongjoong was determined to leave the throne room as soon as possible.
[A SEONGJOONG FANFICTION]