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“Mpf!”
I opened my eyes wide.
The king’s lips — his lips — touched mine, and the wrist I had been holding was pulled away as my jeogori was yanked open.
With a sharp ripping sound, my torn jeogori quickly exposed my cleavage, and the king didn’t stop there — he even undid my chest covering.
Then, as I felt his hand suddenly grab my breast, not caring that he was the king, I struggled with all my might, pushing him away fiercely, trying to resist his attempt to violate my body after knowing him for barely a day.
At first, he didn’t budge at all, but when I tightly sealed my lips and kept struggling, he pressed down hard on my shoulder and pulled his lips away.
"I'll say this only once."
“Huff... huff.”
“In this country, anyone who rejects me, the king, or disobeys my orders will have their entire family wiped out. Since you have no family here, Hunmu would be the one to pay the price.”
“But… I told you I have someone I love… Huff. So why are you doing this to me…”
"If returning to where you came from is impossible, then your beloved will eventually find someone else and marry."
“!”
“Even if a year passes — or maybe, if he’s truly devoted, he might wait three. But is there any guarantee you’ll return within that time?”
“...”
“And even if by some chance you manage to return, I will hold you now. If you resist, you’d better be prepared for what will happen next.”
“…My hair colour is unusual, and there must be many women, court ladies even, who are more beautiful than me in this palace… so why me…?”
"You must already be regretting that you didn’t kill me. If you want to resist, go ahead. But if you don’t, you’d better respond properly.”
“Mpf!”
The king's lips devoured mine once again, and his long fingers forcefully pulled down my jeogori.
Without a bra, my breasts, something I had never shown to a man before, were exposed like a lie.
His moist tongue slipped through the gap of my parted lips, which had opened in surprise.
“Mmgh!”
I made a sound and tried to twist my body, but at that moment, I felt the king’s strength slightly weaken, and I froze in place.
Since I had no family here, if I resisted, General Hunmu would become the target.
He could be killed because of me.
I didn’t like that he had told the king the truth about my attempt to return, but I had spent a night under his roof, and I couldn’t put him, the one who first found me and even brought me water, at risk.
I released the tension in my stiff body.
To show I wouldn’t move anymore, I deliberately placed my hands neatly by my sides.
Then, the king, gripping my hair, pushed his tongue deeper, teasing every corner of my mouth. His other hand naturally grasped my breast.
A kiss with a man other than Kyuhyun, and the events that would follow.
Even if I did return after going through all this, could I ever face Kyuhyun again?
“Haa…”
The room was bright.
I wanted to cover my chest, but it was already firmly grasped by his hand.
Ashamed, I turned my head so much so that even my neck felt exposed. The king soon quietly extinguished one of the candles beside the bed.
Although the room didn’t grow completely dark, it was the first act of consideration this otherwise emotionless king had ever shown me.
Slurp.
“Ugh!”
The tip of the nipple he had grasped with his hand was taken by his lips.
His moist tongue circled around the nipple, teasing it with gentle licks before sucking hard.
The unfamiliar feeling stung like pain, causing my face to contort, so he raised his fingertips and softly rubbed the tip of my other nipple with gentle pressure.
Even as his shameless hands moved, he turned my face toward him, forcing our eyes to meet — never in my life had I encountered a man like this.
Rub, rub.
“Ah!”
Even the slightest pressure made my face twist in pain.
When I kissed Kyuhyun during our relationship, his hands would naturally grasp my breasts — but it never went beyond that.
Because of that, now all I felt was a sharp, scraping discomfort that overwhelmed me with unpleasantness.
But above all, the greatest torment was having to continuously make eye contact with the king.
The king, seeing my furrowed brow that wouldn’t easily relax, first withdrew his hand from my breast and then completely undressed me.
Layer by layer, as if peeling away my very skin, my clothes slipped off and fell beneath the bed, leaving me completely naked.
His fingers then traced a slow line along the curve of my body, from my collarbone down to my pubic hair.
As his hand slowly swept down my body, I couldn’t help but wonder if his desire to have me was out of curiosity.
Since I came from another world, maybe he just wanted to see how I differed from the women here.
If I had known I would lose my virginity like this, I should’ve told Kyuhyun more firmly that I wanted it too, back when he said he wanted to protect me.
The king undressed as well.
What caught me off guard was how different he was from the kings depicted in history records, who rarely walked and suffered from diabetes or other adult-onset illnesses.
His body was firm and well-toned, and with every movement, his muscles rippled as if alive, like they might leap up and devour me.
Swish.
Flinch.
The king’s bare skin touched mine.
Without the rustle of fabric, the sensation of skin against skin made me shrink away.
His hand gently grasped my breast again, and he sucked on my nipple.
The teasing was noticeably softer than before.
Because of that, despite the pain, I also felt a strange, reluctant pleasure I didn’t want to admit.
It was unsettling — these were the same sensations I had felt when Kyuhyun’s hands touched me.
My hand, which had been still, twitched and rested on the king’s shoulder the moment his hand slid down below my pelvis.
His fingers touched a tender patch of skin that I, myself, had barely seen, and because it wasn’t wet, the friction felt even sharper.
After moving his hand a few times, I let out a painful moan. He glanced at me briefly, then quickly withdrew his hand.
Though I had no sexual experience, the impression the king gave was that he didn’t care about that and was solely focused on his own satisfaction, showing little regard for the woman.
The fact that he looked at my naked body without hesitation was evidence that he had held many women in the palace.
“Since I am taking a woman who has a beloved, I will pay the appropriate price."
What did he mean by that? An appropriate price?
“!”
It was then.
Despite my complete inexperience and the dryness of my skin, the king unhesitatingly moved down and grasped both of my thighs.
Then, unbelievably, he pressed the lips that had been caressing my breasts against the area below my pelvis, partially extending his tongue and holding it there.
Slurp.
“Ugh!”
He gripped my thigh as it tried to move instinctively, and his lips and tongue, as if caressing my breasts, boldly sucked my clitoris and labia minora.
Even I felt it was dirty and just wanted to push him away, but his tongue moved softly and skillfully, like savouring candy or something delicious.
"Ngh... ha."
At times he licked gently, but when he sucked harder, the sensation was so intense that my toes curled.
But then, I saw two bright lights outside the door go out one after the other on either side.
Even when the king personally handed me the sword and I let out a not-so-quiet sound, the lights that had been on went out, seemingly in response to my moan.
At first, I thought it might be a coincidence, but I pressed my hand against my mouth so hard it hurt, trying to stifle the sound.
・・・・・
Hunmu, who was standing outside, extinguished the two lights that were still on at the faint moans he heard.
Then, after signalling the maids to withdraw, he knelt down in front of the room.
He planned to guard her throughout the night.
He didn’t know what it was about her that moved the king’s heart. But, still, Hunmu thought it was enough that she hadn’t been killed.
Just yesterday, he deliberately went to see the king late at night to talk about the tomb because he couldn’t be sure whether the woman who came from a strange place was alive or dead.
Looking back objectively, he must have been worried about that strange woman he had only met briefly.
When he first found her, he wasn’t especially surprised by her unusual appearance, having grown up hearing plenty about others who came from places like hers.
He took her to the king without letting it show, but in truth, her existence held great significance to Hunmu.
However, it was proper to show her to the king first, and the importance he felt had to be set aside for the time being.
In the pitch-black night, kneeling on the floor still warm with lingering heat, he closed his eyes tightly at the moans he heard again.
Five women had already left this room with their lives at stake.
The king had certainly changed drastically after experiencing that event a few years ago.
Though Hunmu originally wasn’t very affectionate toward others, even he was shocked by that incident, which made him fully understand why the current king was so devoid of emotion and touched by madness.
The betrayal of the woman he trusted, and the truth about the mother he had considered dearest.
After the late king, whom the man had relied on and followed, passed away, he became such a different person that even he felt like a stranger to Hunmu.
When they were young, they had been close childhood friends, and he had even asked to be called by his real name, ‘Hae Neuru,’ while avoiding the watchful eyes of the courtiers.
The only reason he hadn’t taken his own life was because the late king left a dying wish that he must never end his life.
It was only a few years ago that the king personally placed a sword in Hunmu's hand and ordered him to kill, so Yewon — the woman who had just stammered in shock — must have received the same command.
With his eyes gently closed, Hunmu recalled the sorrowful gaze of the woman who had jumped into the river in an attempt to return.
Though it was only a single day, she looked as if she had endured countless hardships.
At the command to prepare to go to the palace, she was utterly devastated, as if her whole world had collapsed.
Hunmu erased the image of her face from his mind and pictured cutting bamboo cleanly with a sword.
Although he could easily slice bamboo in reality, in his mind, the blade kept veering off course.
・・・・・
Clamping my mouth shut no longer helped.
The king’s lips had lingered on that intimate place for quite some time, but when he actually tried to penetrate, my body tensed up and dried out again.
As my darkened vision adjusted, things became clear once more, and for the first time in my life, I saw a man’s fully erect penis.
The moment I saw a man’s private part, which I had only seen in videos, I quickly averted my gaze, unable to imagine that something so large could fit inside me.
But soon, he leaned over me and grabbed my thighs with both hands, spreading them apart, embarrassingly wide.
Even without saying it, it was clear from my whole body that I was a virgin, and he didn’t seem to want oral sex or foreplay.
If anything, that was a relief, but this was a moment I had dreamed of sharing with Kyuhyun someday.
The king’s face before me reminded me that this was a reality very different from my dreams, so I chose to close my eyes and look away.
Just two days ago, I was drinking with Kyuhyun at a pub, steeling my resolve for the civil service exam.
Why must I now accept this man, here in this unfamiliar place, on the king’s very bed?
Slide.
“!”
His penis touched an entrance that no one had ever touched before.
Though I had never experienced it, I already knew from sex education class that penetration was about to happen.
"Ah!"
I opened my eyes wide, which I had been keeping shut.
The sensation of the penis trying to pierce my tightly closed vagina felt like someone was tearing at my flesh, and I could no longer keep my eyes closed.
Unable to stay as composed as I wanted, I curled my fingers tightly and clenched the blanket.
Even though it hadn’t entered properly yet, the feeling of my flesh being stretched made me bite my lower lip hard again.
Despite seeing my face contort with pain, he straightened his back more and applied greater pressure.
"Urgh!"
At that moment, I could no longer clutch the blanket and dared to grasp the king’s shoulders before me. Though startled by my own actions and quickly withdrawing my hands, the glans didn’t pause at the entrance and pushed inside, making me scream as I clung to his body once more.
“Ha-ugh! It... it hurts!"
It was neither romantic nor pleasant as I had dreamed and wished for.
I already knew it would hurt, but experiencing it firsthand made my body instinctively try to pull away.
However, such actions were useless against this strong man.
Soon, the sensation of my flesh tearing spread through me, and my voice burst out in a plea.
"Uh... please don’t move! Just for a moment, please! Ugh!"
My head tilted back, then buried itself again in the king’s shoulder, unable to come to my senses from the pain.
There was no way something like lube existed in this world, and with him trying to thrust his penis into a place that hadn’t been properly lubricated, it truly felt no different from having raw flesh torn open.
Unable to easily relax my body, I even resort to pleading. The king bent his arm over my shoulder and pinned me down so I couldn’t move.
He, too, had a furrow in his brow compared to earlier — it wasn’t just me having a hard time; the act of penetration didn’t seem easy for him either.
“Shall we wrestle like this all night?”
I shook my head vigorously.
"Then think of me as your lover and relax your body."
Think of this emotionless person as my lover? How could he possibly be Kyuhyun, who was so kind and cherished me?
Anger flared up along with the pain, but even then, only the very tip of his glans was barely inserted inside me.
Even with just that much, the pain was already intense.
I thought that if I kept holding tension in my body instead of relaxing, it really might go on like this all night. So I took a deep breath, trying hard to calm myself.
If it wasn’t going to stop anyway, maybe it was better to just end it quickly.
My face was still twisted in pain, but I tried my best to relax my body.
As I took deep breaths to calm myself, the penis insertion, which had paused briefly, started again.
"Ugh!"
Thrust!
"Ha-ugh!"
He succeeded in inserting the penis past the glans, about halfway inside.
Letting out another painful moan, I clawed at the king’s shoulders, digging in my nails this time.
But unfazed, he pushed the rest of his penis fully inside me.
Forgetting even to breathe, I was the first to clutch the king with all my strength, gritting my teeth.
I barely managed to catch my breath when he pulled away and kissed me.
"Ha! ...Please don't move."
As my body twisted in agony, tears I hadn’t even noticed welled up and trickled down the corners of my eyes.
The pain of the penis entering me was even more intense than the worst menstrual cramps, the kind that felt like my insides were falling out.
The king kept staring at me, but I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t even feel afraid.
“Huff... Haa...”
“...”
"Ha... Haa."
"Today, my mind was terribly chaotic, but you have quite the allure to make me forget all about that."
Allure? Was he seriously saying someone crying in pain had allure?
His words didn’t match my tear-streaked eyes, leaving me baffled — but after a brief pause, the king slowly resumed moving his hips.
"Heug!"
As the penis, having slightly withdrawn, forcefully spread my tightened vagina and slammed back in with a thud, pain twisted my face into a grimace far from pretty.
At that moment, the king didn’t stop me from turning my head or clutching at something to scratch.
But it only lasted briefly.
After giving me just enough time to crumple one side of the blanket, he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him again.
Despite the pain, I let my facial muscles contort as they would, and whenever they relaxed even slightly, I took in every detail, not missing a thing.
Slide.
Fwump.
"Ha-hng! Heug."
I never realised the movement of the penis could be this painful.
How much longer did I have to endure this act before it actually started to feel good?
I had tensed my body so much that my jaw and collarbone ached, and in that moment, I couldn’t think about Kyuhyun anymore.
Instead, without even realising it, I tried my best to match my body to his rhythm, just to ease the pain, even a little.
One of the ways I coped was by simply keeping eye contact with him, and whenever he seemed about to kiss me, I would just open my mouth and move my tongue awkwardly in response.
Somehow, doing that made the pain a little more bearable.
The king I met in a strange place — a king whose name and age I didn’t even know — became my first man.
As unfamiliar birdcalls and owl hoots echoed heedlessly through the night, sounds I’d never heard where I used to live, I found myself wishing this was all just a dream.
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