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Sunset just happened, Woohyun must get ready for his night. The bloody red tint made his lips looked full and fat, Woohyun himself couldn't stop staring at his own reflection. Last thing to do before he departed was wearing the shoes, hwahyejang , and a little finishing touch on his puffy cheeks. The heavy yet elegant chima was stained by the soil as he walked but he didn't care.
Hungry eyes staring at him as he walked to where he usually worked, not too far from his house and the temple. He didn't even bother to some cynical whispers about look, a gisaeng from the people nor the dirty offers from some nasty men that stopped his steps. Rabbles weren't his level. He loved to serve and only serving the privates and wealthy noblemen. If he had a wish, maybe he could pleasure one of the royals one time. Sadly the royal's rules were a bit strict to make them rarely went out from their palace.
As Woohyun reached to where he belonged, the hall looked darker than usual, but Woohyun knew where to step. On the stage was performed a traditional drama, but all the people who were already drinking right there didn't seem to pay attention. The real glow just came, causing some of their jaws dropped with the sight of elegance. Woohyun stepped through the crowd, proudly showing the sparkling silk clothes he wore, black and red dominating the outfit. The sea of people just made a way for him to sit on one of the chairs reserved for the workers.
"That's the sinful, the best ever gisaeng we're talking about." he heard from far behind, and he rolled his eyes lightly. Probably some traders that hoped Woohyun would be attracted to them. He kept his slightly pouted lips were seen as he crossed his legs and leaned back. He seduced every wolf existed there, waiting for someone brave enough to tease him.
That was literally an auction for whoever that could pay this lady in red the highest. Some poor men wouldn't have a gut to talk to him in the first place, they were out of money. Everyone knew that. Everyone knew this high-classed gisaeng had rules.
Almost two hours since Woohyun came to the place. Tired of waiting, he finally walked around the small party to drink soju or whatever he could do. He usually stayed until 9 because he always at least caught one customer before the day ended, but this time he was a bit upset that no one dared to fetch him for a one-night stand. He had the thirst of sex as his true nature after-all, so even if he played hard to get, deep in his underwear he was begging to be fucked.
He bumped a few people who wouldn't stop shooting hungry gazes upon him, seeing him a bit drunk was quite an invitation. He reached the balcony, and inhaled the night's fresh air. One tried to inhale his scent from the back of his neck, one tried to smack his ass but stopped by the hand of god-knows who it was. As the two guys who were almost fighting because of Woohyun, he stopped one of them by pulling his sleeves towards himself. Woohyun's face ended up bumping the man's chest.
His scent is one of a kind. I love..
"I'm sorry, mistress." the man stepped back after some seconds being pressed against Woohyun, and now everyone was staring at the gisaeng that still held the unknown man's hand. The people looked like they were gonna talk about this for days.
"What?" still in his subconscious, Woohyun threw a tantrum to them. "You're envious?!" he said, "It's not like you're gonna claim me anyway, you have no guts and money to do so." He dissed, making everyone felt guilty and left them two.
Noticing they were both still so close as their hands were still intertwined, the man pulled back and gave him a quick bow, "It's not my purpose to-"
The red plump lips of Woohyun's just crashed with the man's as Woohyun admitted in his heart that he was desperate, too desperate . He just leaned in and sucked the other's thin lips, begging for more. He didn't need payment right now. No one bought him tonight, he hated it, but this man's scent was so good and rare he had the urge to smell it all night long on his bed, for free. He never found any similar odor before, and it made him crazy. His drunken self just proved him wanting everything this man had. Their lips danced against one another, the thick red tint on Woohyun's lips made the kiss moistened. God, this man is a bless and I don't want to let go.
Although the unknown man reciprocate the kiss, his movement was stiff and he looked like he wanted to end the kiss so soon. With a lick on the other's bottom lip, Woohyun parted after feeling the sign and said the words right way.
"Please have me for tonight. You don't have to pay-" and his eyes widened.
The dim light showed the glimpse of the other and Woohyun was going to slap himself until it lasted for weeks . The man in front of him had his lips red because of Woohyun, and he knew really well that face because it was the face Woohyun wanted to caress every time he saw the royals paid a visit to his village.
"y-your highness.." he breathed. "you shouldn't be he-"
"shh." prince Sunggyu pressed down his thumb on the bloody red tint of woohyun's lips, sliding it after to smear it until his right cheek. Woohyun was stunned for a few seconds before Sunggyu spoke again, "You're so beautiful." Sunggyu was the one who had a chance to caress Woohyun's cheeks. The arrogant attitude the gisaeng always showed was shattered, he was weak against the man he hoped for. But..
"y-your highness, if you're attracted to woman then I'm sorry I-"
"No." Woohyun, still in his female aura gulped nervously, his walls were just broken down by the prince. "I want you. I noticed you every time I come to this village with my family. I asked daebi-mama behind my father's back for permission to find you.. and we finally meet." Sunggyu's non-existent eyes were certain, staring at him to the abyss. Woohyun kept his mouth shut, he was uncertain. "You work here?" the prince asked.
He was a bit hesitant to answer, because he knew how sinful he was, serving his own body for the filthy people almost every day. He didn't deserve the prince. "Yes, your highness."
"I'll buy you and give you a freedom in my palace." Much to Woohyun's surprise, the prince assured with calmness. "I want you." he said again, finally leaning in and gave a short kiss to the gisaeng, tasting a bit more of his red, seducing meats. Woohyun was dreaming, wasn't he?
"I'd love to serve you, your highness.. but you can't have me. You know I'm a gisaeng that already sinned with bunch of privates and common wealthy people, I don't belong to the royals. Your family will be disappointed."
But Sunggyu convinced him once more. "Please."
Deep in Woohyun's mind he really wanted to serve the prince, even if he had to let down his daily income here and work in the palace only. But he knew, he wouldn't be the only gisaeng there, he knew it would be bitter to share the prince with other women. Since he laid his eyes upon the prince, his main goal was to have the prince only as his only partner, but he was aware he couldn't. However, seeing the prince wanted him as bad as he did...
"Okay. But I want to be the only one."
Sunggyu smiled warmly, but Woohyun felt it was a sexual threat to him. He felt the prince was smirking like evil in front of him, bringing him to both excitement and fear. "I'm yours only, my mistress."