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My heart stutters inside my chest as I’m struck speechless.

Inside the box, cradled in dark velvet, is a simple and elegant engagement ring—a pear-cut diamond on a slim, delicate, white-gold band.

“So… what I’m saying is…” he drags a shaky breath into his lungs, “I would like your hand in marriage. Will you be my wife, Tokki-ya?”

I react before I can even fully process the question. My arms fly out, wrapping around him, nearly knocking the box from his hand. Laughter rings out of me as I bury my face in the crook of his neck.

“Do you really think I’d say no?” I choke out. “Yes, Jin-tae. Yes, a thousand… a million times over!”

He laughs with me. The tension bottled up inside him releases all at once. He holds me tighter than he ever has, like he’s afraid I’ll disappear.

When we finally pull apart, he slides the ring onto my finger. It fits like it was made just for me.

I lift my hand and smile at how the diamond gleams in the golden light of sunset.

“You realize what you’ve done, right?” I ask with another laugh. “You’ve made me the happiest girl in all of South Korea. No, scratch that. The happiest girl in the whole damn world.”

He draws me into an eager kiss then. Passion overflows between us as we revel in the feel of each other’s warm lips and how amazing it is to connect like this. It’s a kiss full of promise and the unexpected love we’ve found.

We smile at each other once it ends and we realize what’s happened.

We’re officially engaged!

The city lights blink in the distance as if in celebration. The stars come out on the darkening sky and do the same, twinkling from thousands of miles above.

A perfect moment to what’s become an unforgettable night.

We pant in the dark as I ride Jin, sliding up and down on his dick. We’re slicked in sweat, trading kisses as he slides in and out of me and pleasure buzzes through us. I thrust my tongue in his mouth, my fingers tangled in his hair, grinding my hips to switch up the motion. His dig slips in deep and feels so fucking good buried inside me.

Jin holds me close and kisses me passionately. His tongue meets mine in violent lashes and knocks me into another dimension of bliss.

That’s the thing about Jin—he’s so controlled until he’s not. Then he’s all fire and passionate and nights like these only hammer the point home.

We came back to his apartment after his beautiful proposal. He suggested we not bother with any real lights, instead opting to light a few candles around his bedroom. I’d smirked as his dark room was lit with a warm, soft glow.

“I thought you didn’t do candles?”

He gave a shrug. “What can I say? Things change.”

From there, the flames on the candle weren’t the only thing burning—so was the passion between us.

Except, instead of so many other times where we’ve been impatient and explosive, tonight we’ve been slow and unrushed.

We’ve been making love at our leisure.

I arch against Jin as he reaches between us and starts rubbing my clit. My head tilts up toward the ceiling, exposing more of my throat. He takes this opening, swiping his tongue at the delicate column of skin and licking his way up.

A shudder racks through me at the warm, wet feel of his tongue and rough pad of his fingers all at the same time.

The girth and length of his dick buried inside me.

It’s sensory overload as I rock against him, inching closer and closer to the edge.

Jin recaptures my lips, kissing me fiercely to distract from what else he’s doing. His wide palms dance across my hips and thighs and reach around me. He cups the globes of my ass and lifts me up and then down on his dick.

I moan freely into his mouth, my knees planted on either side of him. We pick up speed, our gyrations going faster as he fucksme on his cock, getting us both off. Soon his hips are driving up too, meeting mine half way.

“Fuck yes, Tokki-ya…” he grunts. “Take my cock like you were meant to. I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”