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[She can't deny the truth of his words. He summoned her because of what she is. He wanted her for her abilities, for the way she could shore up his power as he tried to change his world for the better.
The moment Jae starts to approach her, however, Eun finds herself straightening on her seat. The bar stool gives her just a little bit of height that she doesn't have when standing, putting them eye to eye in a way they usually aren't. She doesn't expect him to really want to offer her anything worthwhile, and she doesn't want to accept a pity fuck from someone with power over her.
But Jae has a habit of cutting to the truth. She's seen him with others, watched him wield words as skillfully as her illusions. Being his target now is surprising, and truthfully she doesn't know how to counter his sincerity. Especially when he claims that he is genuinely interested. Especially when he surprises her by calling her stunning, even in this form.
He leans in before she realizes he's serious, lips pressing to lips. The sensation makes her nerves tingle in a way none of her illusions have ever managed, and it's the slight gasp that slips from her that parts her lips against his. Mind whirling, she tries to make sense of what he's said, wondering if he's only putting up with this because he wants to get laid, or because he's attracted to the human facade she'd worn earlier, but physical cravings overwhelm her and make it hard to think. Unable to think clearly, she slowly begins to respond to his kiss.]
I swear that I'm all right again, hope is in my veins - Post a comment
And I swear that I'm okay, someone take me home