I tell you to leave while pulling you near.

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He had been seeing Wren for a few months now, bit by bit the shallow talking had become deeper and deeper. As much as he didn't want to at first more and more he was realizing just how much he did enjoy her company. The way she smiled, her hair falling nto her face. She was a stunning person. This particular night he'd picked her up like he often did when they were going to spend time together. He asked her to dress nicely for this particular date, he had rented out the entire restaurant of one of the nicest places in the city.

It was more so they could talk and enjoy a conversation with out the the noise of others around them. Just the staff that was usually there. When she had asked where the bathroom was he pointed it out and politely stood as she left the table to head that way. He had just barely ordered drinks when all hell broke loose.

The fight left the table a wreck and much of the area where they were seated. Kim stood alone the bloodied forms of five men laying strewn across every which way. He leaned down to pick up a napkin to wipe blood from the corner of his own mouth and was wiping blood off his knuckles. This... this would be the end of things. He was as scared as he had ever been, this had to end. he had to let her go.

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[whrrenah]

The sound of their skin slapping and the way he filled her time and again kept her need high along with the pitch in her breathing. Mutters of praise kept passing through her lips as she swore she could feel every vein on his cock through her pussy. He felt too good to her and it showed in the way she would tighten up and tremble.

The second was imminent now and she yanked on his hair to pull his eyes up to her. She was surely dick drunk and showed no signs of stopping. "Don't stop--fuck, baby, don't." She wanted it all needed to feel him fill her up. And she panted all of that out as she could feel her muscles drawing up and that fullness get pounded into her more and more. When she burst, his thighs and pants were soaked as she clamped down tight around him, the pulses and contractions spurring her whole body to jolt and shiver, hips meeting his as her wail was probably heard by the security if they were around. She didn't care. What she did care about was that Kim watched her break apart and keep going until she managed to milk all the cum out of his cock in the process.

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Fuck yes, this is just what he had needed. A good hard fuck. He wasn't done his hand slipping to her shoulder and using it to push her down onto him even harder.

When her muscles tightened and she started to cum he pushed up and as deep as he could go, a ragged moan from his lips as he came hard. Once his dick was spent he slid down the wall, flushed and sweaty and leaned in to kiss her this time it was soft and tender, not the hard almost biting feverish ones from before.

[whrrenah]

Dazzled and more than a little lightheaded, she folded down with him, cock still buried within her, legs folded around his waist. The tenderness of the kiss had her stirring, moving to curl her hand around the back of his neck as if she needed to protect that vulnerable part of him. Her own kiss was soft and sweet, her heart swelling even more when she felt that shift in him.

"Oh'aha," she whispered softly, touching his face and then resting her hand over his heart. "There's my Kim. He came back." The cold persona didn't feel like him at all, but armor to protect himself from the world. Wren didn't fault him for that. And the flirty, haughty WiK wasn't him either. This... maybe this felt the closest she had to him (besides the physical aspect.). The desire to protect this part hit her so hard that her breath hitched. Body guards and security and weapons couldn't protect this part but in that moment, she vowed to herself that she would do her best. And with that thought, the hand over his heart felt warmer, suddenly, as if it were a heater.

Then a playful groan came from her. "Gods, you still feel so damn good in me." Yep. Dick drunk. And Wren didn't care as she pressed her forehead against his. Her engine was still thrumming but she could behave herself.

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He just kept his arms around her holding her almost as if she were fine porcelain. He let her touch his neck, that was a big thing since they currently were not fucking and he was aware of it more.

" I am not sure what that means, but it sounds pretty." spoken softly, he was mulling over the idea of being called her Kim. It was really scary for him. The real Kim is the guy who writes all those songs for WiK, the one who knows when to fight and when to walk when dealing with the family. the warmth startled him just a little as he looked to her hand then to her. Nah, he must be imagining things. It was a lot today, and there was still more to come.

He pressed his head to hers for a moment, then dipped his head lower bringing his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Well, sure she felt like a little slice of heaven even with his cock passed out, and he was certain that he could have done more with her there. But...he'd already taken things just a bit further than he should have. He had to tell her why he couldn't stay with her. Why she needed to stay away from him. He swallowed hard and lifted his head to look to her... "I have to tell you something."

[whrrenah]

She didn't move when he did, but she didn't cling to him, either. Wren remained supportive, watching him hide in his own way. His confession was good enough to let his own wonder about her words slide, just as the warmth of her hand needed to slide away. "Like... your family really isn't the hotel tycoons like the Hiltons as I originally thought?"

She never talked to him about it and he didn't volunteer the information, either. It wasn't hard to determine that this was probably the reason why he was trying to chase her off-whatever this heavy burden was on his mind.

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" No, they aren't, but I never thought you were an idiot so I figured you knew that much already." he looked to her his expression was very serious. Yet, it also carried a silent apology for getting her into all of this.

He kissed her shoulder before untangling himself from her. welp so he was going to be making this confession looking like he'd pissed his pants. Not ideal but...

He got himself up and straightened his pants and zipped up. " I can't be with you Wren." he said tucking his shirt back in and fixing his tie. " I am the third kid of the head of the most dangerous family in Thailand. I could have a mark on me at any time, and I could be taken out just the same at any time." he looked to her " So...it's not that I don't want to be with you. It's being born into the mafia...I couldn't do that to you."

[whrrenah]

Mafia. Well, that was something she wasn't expecting. Still on the floor, she looked up at him, hair and dress in disarray. She thought about that information as she slowly rose to her feet, smoothing out her heavily wrinkled dress. Wren reached out for his hand to lead him to the couch and then asked where the first aid kit was. In the kitchen, of course. With a bit of rooting around and one handy microwave later, she came back with the kit, a cup of hot tea with the bag still in place, and the gun she found taped to the underside of one of the counters. That piece she held in a way so as not to be as unthreatening as possible, setting it on the end table closest to him. The safety was still on. "For you so you feel safe here," she said, setting the other things down on the coffee table before sitting herself. "Safe houses never really feel safe, I don't think." And then she started the process of tending to his wounds, her touches sure as she dabbed and wiped and applied. Wren didn't say anything about his family until she was done, taking the tea bag out of the cup and squeezing most of the excess out and gently placed it over his bruised cheek, taking his free hand to have him hold it in place.

Taking a breath, she let her eyes roam over the coffee table and used supplies, back to Kim's face. "So what you're saying is that you're afraid of being with me. I understand." She offered a small smile. "I am a liability. How can you keep yourself in one piece if you're worrying about me, right? What would happen to you if something happened to me. I have to agree, that thought it terrifying. So right now, there's only one way to get out of this mess, that I can see."

Her eyes locked in on Kim's, her voice steady as a rock as she sat beside him, hands folded in her lap. "You're going to have to shoot me, then. Kill me. You won't have to worry about that what if, then. And you can go back to being molded into what they're turning you into." It was the biggest risk to take, but she felt she knew him better than being a cold killer, the heartless man he'd been trying to hard to convince her that he was. In that moment, she placed all her trust in the Kim she had seen peeking though the exteriors and layers of armor and walls, and waited. Like the air around her sucked itself in and she waited for his response.

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He watched her work, just waiting in silence. Normally things like the injuries he got tonight would just be left along washed when he bathed and that was it.

Then she put the tea bag on his face and lifted his hand to hold it in place. he had been sitting there dumbly even when she put the gun on the table. Waiting for her to speak. Then she did. he closed his eyes.

" It's not that. Not entirely.You think being shot in the head is a terrible way to go? Try being bound, gagged. Tortured until your very tears were bloodied, then if that isn't enough. They'll rape you, over and over and over in between whatever they come up with. All that happens and I can't get to you, I can't find you because they set me up while someone else takes you. These are the type of people I am dealing with." he stopped and tossed the tea bag on the table.

His eyes looked to her as she said the part about killing her. he stood up and picked up the gun off the table, he locked eyes with her and took the safety off the gun. He placed it up to his temple. " So, you're saying I should do this? because I would sooner die than to hurt you."

[whrrenah]

"I don't think that's a good idea," she said softly and as calmly as she could manage. The safety was off, and that was alarming enough. Accidents happened. "You shoot yourself and they'll come barging in, see you on the floor, see me sitting here and they won't care where the gun is. They'll kill me outright if not bring me to your family. And how would you protect me if you're dead?"

She looked so calm and serene as she spoke. Regal. And there were no threats, no dramatic pleas, nothing of the sort. "Because your body won't be working but your soul will watch everything they do to me and you will be tormented with that forever. It'll be more than my heart you break if you shoot yourself, Kim.

"My family has been hunted in the past. I am more than aware of what can happen and how visceral it can be. But what terrifies me more is that the beautiful soul I have glimpsed will be gone forever. I did not learn to care for a cruel man who didn't just up and give some waif of a woman his overpriced penthouse to live in. Who, for some insane reason didn't just let me go and fade into the sunset. There was no reason for you to rescue me from your brother that day, but I'm glad you did. And I don't care about them. I will face all of those bodyguards and lay down on the grenade to protect you if I have to. There's more to protect than your physical self and I don't think anyone else gives a shit about you as a person. And that I will lay down my life for, if I need to."

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That safety was set back and the gun was place on the mantle. " Then we are at a stale mate." he said looking to her. She's seen crazy Kim, but she hasn't gotten to see Kim crazy yet. " Don't you ever suggest something like that again." he said looking to her. Yeah, it chapped his ass pretty hard there.

Balling up his hand and punching the wall beside him." I wish you would understand...I know you would. I don't want you to." he kept his head pressed against the wall. " This person you say you've seen glimpses of? I can't be him. I can't freely be anything other than what I have been trained to be. No matter how much I want to change it, this blood will always run through me." that part was where Kinn had brain ninja'd him all that time ago, just can't run from what is in you already.

[whrrenah]

She let out a sigh of relief only when his back was to her. Then she stood up, slowly padded over to him and slipped her arms around his waist, looping her fingers loosely to give him the ability to escape. "We cannot change our blood or lineage," she agreed softly. "But it is our choice to decide what to do with it. Weren't you already changing that by not living there or following their ideas? Was it their decision for you to create WiK, or was it yours? We all die at some point. I'm not going to stop loving who I love because the threat of death is over my head."

Yes, she said it. She didn't know how it was going to be received, but she said it.

"That is my choice to make. And mine alone."

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He was all set to rattle back something or another but then he picked up those words. His heart was pounding again, this time it was for a different reason. She said she loved him. Boom boom boom.

Any argument that he would have had was gone, gently he unlooped her arms, and walked into the kitchen opening up the fridge and pulling out a loaf of bread sandwich spread lunch meat and lettuce setting the items on the table. He turned opening a drawer by the sink and fishing out a pack of cigarettes, he lit one from the pack and set about making a sandwich.

Half a sandwich made and this dude was standing in the kitchen cigarette in one hand and eating a sandwich with the other.

[whrrenah]

Of course she wasn't expecting any declarations back but him just heading into the kitchen was... weird. Peeking in, Wren saw what he was doing and wondered if emotional eating really was a thing for guys. Deciding he needed time to process, she gave him his space, moving back to the coffee table to start assessing the kit and picking up wrappers that needed to be thrown away. Not wanting to be in utter silence, she hummed a small tune - a lullaby to be more precise, as she started putting everything away, offering up glances to Kim here and there.

The gun was going to stay on the mantle, though. She didn't feel inclined to touch it again. Going into the fridge herself, she really was impressed to see it was stocked. Pouring out two glasses of juice, she moved to sit with her glass at the table, still watching Kim.

"I'm going to have to steal your clothes for the duration of our stay here," she informed him. "Unless you want me to stroll around here buck naked." She was only half serious on that remark.

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Kim gets hungry when he is nervous, being that way it is an anxious tick to just go eat something if it is possible. he was staring some where out into the unknown just chomping down the sandwich, once he had finished he fished out another cigarette lighting it with the remains of the previous one before stubbing the old one out.

" You said you love me." he stated taking a seat at the table and taking a drag from the cigarette. He looked to her. " I just told you who I am and you said you love me."

" I am still booked for tours for the next 18 months. My manager books quite a bit in advance so she can get the best deals on venues. But I think some smaller ones can be canceled." picking up the juice from the table and taking a big drink from the cup. " I'll have to sell the penthouse too. that's a shame, I liked the building but it's not a big deal..."

[whrrenah]

"Yes, I love you," she responded directly, feeling braver to do so. Then the conversation shifted and she blinked at him. What was he rambling about?

"I don't understand what you're trying to say." Wanting to reach out and touch him, she settled for letting her hand rest on the table. "What do you mean about canceling things and selling the penthouse?" The penthouse she was still living in, she assumed.

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He looked to her as if that was a silly question. To a normal person it wasn't but his brain sorted differently. He moved his hand placing it over hers on the table. " Wren, if we are going to give this an honest chance then certain things will have to be different. Like getting a place that reflects the both of us and not just me. We will also need time to get used to living with each other and being around one another before I go back to touring."

Picking up the cigarette with his free hand. " And we will have to move to a secured location so that we can live our lives freely and not be bothered by the other stuff going on."

[whrrenah]

Wow. That was... quick! He went from 'no, we can't be together' to 'going to move in' faster than a sports car hitting 100mph. But at the end of the day, she found herself not minding it. If she could learn how to deal with the fates pushing her in directions, she could handle this. Recovering from the surprise, she smiled, nodding. "I agree. I don't know how 'horse girl' will fit into your aesthetics, though."

Another moving? She found herself minding it less and less, considering she didn't have much to move at all. What she wasn't certain about was how Kim would handle her individual quirks and habits, but she was willing to try, especially if he was. "How secure is secure? I know how to get from point A to point B but don't know what areas you would consider as safe places." And he was probably talking more about keeping his family out of his business than general safety and security.

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He still felt like she lost her marbles and so had he for entertaining all of this. It was what it was though. How often did he really want something that was only for himself anyway? Not for the family, not for the fans, just for him.

" Well, you've already been getting more and more into my aesthetic anyway." he shrugged a little.

" Very secure." he said twirling his finger around to indicate the whole house and pointed to his ear. Bugged. And he was sure that even as they spoke Kinn was about yelling Arm's ear off in the preamble to the riot act he was no doubt going to be reading Kim. And yep, they also go good audio on their little door way ugly bumping, but if he worried about being head during sex he would still be a virgin with no end in sight.

[whrrenah]

"Ah." She nodded her understanding, almost pouting about it. It was a nice little house, from what she could see. Shame it was bugged.

"Well, in that case, I think we have no other recourse." Wren moved to get up, her dress still akimbo as she walked around the table towards Kim with a hungry look in her eyes. "We never got to have dinner and I'm extremely hungry. The appetizer you offered me may have been filling, but it wasn't satisfying." Her fingers trailed along his jaw, tilting his head up slightly as she leaned down to whisper by his ear. "Am I able to have the main course to this feast now or do I have to be a good girl and wait?"

She didn't want to wait. They couldn't have a good conversation about their current situation and future plans, so why not give them an earful to be embarassed about? No one could see her and that was fine. If they could hear her, well... they would know they were missing out. And she added a very sweet please to her request before nipping his earlobe.

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Kim would have so many adjustments to make in the way he did things. He would need to get them a place that was nice and away from this, just enough distance to get the watch off his back. He imagined that she'd pick out a smaller place. Something that doesn't call attention.

He watched her as she moved, and spoke. He tilted his head when she bit his ear lobe and didn't answer verbally, just reaching up and behind her to lower the zipper on the back of her dress. His finger tips running lightly down the newly exposed skin.

" How much do you like Thai food?" he said with a little smirk on his face, well aware that it was a horrible innuendo to use.

[whrrenah]

Wren didn't mind the innuendo at all as she wriggled out of her dress, then reaching behind her to unhook the bra. She was well aware that the scars that were on her left side were visible, looking like her left arm and leg had been almost flayed like slicing a hot dog lengthwise. That would be for later. But for now, she was ready to join him anywhere he wanted her. "Love it," she purred, already pulling his shirt up out from being tucked in to run her short nails up his abs.

"The hotter the better. Because that makes dessert all the sweeter." Was there a seat on his lap? There was now as she lifted her leg to straddle his, working his shirt off the rest of the way. "Besides, what better way to burn off adrenaline than through marathon sex?"

[meanmugging]

He watched her wiggling out of that dress, and the loosening out of that bra, her breasts coming on full display. He didn't mind about scars, he had a few of his own, though none like what she had.

He slid his hands up her hips as she straddled him, taking his hand up to rip the side of what was left of the panties tossing them to the larger chair. " Present for them." he said leaning up his hands sliding up and to her breasts cupping them and licking at her nipples.

[whrrenah]

It was fitting and she would have said as much if he had allowed her the brain capacity to do so. As soon as he was on her nipples, she made a low sound in her throat, fingers carding through his hair to keep him close. "They're sensitive," she breathed, rocking slightly on his lap. There was no indication that he should stop, however, her nails digging in slightly to press him closer to her.

[meanmugging]

" Good." he said simply, keeping that closeness to her flicking his tongue over and across each nub. Sliding one hand from her breasts down her abdomen and between her legs. Parting her folds as needed his finger circled her clit then stroked it. " Is this also sensitive?" he asked giving her a devilish grin.

His mouth went back to paying attention to the nipple on the breast that was still in his hand. Mouthing and rolling it between his lips. He could tell she was liking that, those nails just barely scratching into his scalp and the way her body was responding and moving.

[whrrenah]

By the gods this was nice. Was it because it had been forever or because it was Kim? She voted because it was Kim and the way he looked at her as he teased had her biting her lip, eyes lighting up. Hell yes, it was sensitive! Her hips jumped once, then scooped to press into his hand as her nipples tightened even more. She nodded, giving some sound of affirmation before tilting her head back to savior all the sensations that were assaulting her.

Wren definitely enjoyed all of that. Her thoughts of his dick pounding into her had her brain running in circles as her breath picked up in pace, nails increasing their pressure on his skin as her hips found a nice building rhythm.