Title: Come What May
By:
asiangirl123 Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Slight angst
Rating: R
Length: Oneshot
A/N: This was inspired by the movie Moulin Rouge. Some parts may be quite similar to the movie, but it will not end the way the movie did.
Summary: Some say my obsession with love is silly, but I say it’s the greatest thing ever. Come and journey back with me to the blossoming of the greatest love story in history. The love story of a prince falling in love with a courtesan.
Instead of curing my silly obsession of love, you’ve made it stronger. What would I do without you my love? You tried to push me away, warning me how you were a creature of the underworld. Yet, I stayed. You went along seducing men with your temptress like moves, but yet I still stayed. You my love had cast a spell on me, a spell that with your words alone could break. A simple I hate you would have broken the spell. If you ever decide to break the spell I’d feel despair. A feeling of lost. The feeling you my love are only able to create. Pathetic right? You have the key to my heart. I had grown to accepting the fact you were the guardian of my key. You my minx have set warmth into my heart, the heart that had yearned for such feelings for years. So, here I am brushing your hair as you have your eyes closed in deep slumber. My love, I am going to now recall our steps into our love. I am going to feel the blossoming of the greatest love story all over again. Won’t you experience it all over with me?
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I had traveled from Korea to Paris to get some time away from the royal duties of being a prince. For once I didn’t have to walk by paperboys passing out cheap labored newspapers on the latest gossip of the Royal Jungs. I had four months to enjoy my vacation, but once I got back I were to go back being the wretched prince. The prince who was known for his charms, looks, kindness, and leader-like nature. What a sad prince I am, no one knew what I was really going through inside. I yearned for love. A love like in those silly over dramatic movies. I wanted to be gifted with that warm feeling only one special person was to create. Some may say it’s just a silly obsession, but I say it’s more than that.
Shuffling my feet on the golden carpeted floor I wait for Yoochun, my personal assistant and best friend, to get us checked into our room. As he gets the room key he signals me to follow. Once we reached our room I look blankly at it. Sure it was nice, but being the prince I am I’ve seen better.
“So, what now?” Yoochun questions me while inspecting his nails.
“Didn’t you tell me there are supposed to be other people meeting us to tour us around?” With that being said a loud knock on the door jolts us both off from our separate beds. Yoochun stands up to open the door, when four lively men waltz in.
“Welcome to Paris! The city of love, my friend.” My breathe hitches. Love he says? Will this be the place for me to find love? The four loud men stand in a semi straight line and introduce themselves to me.
“I am Shim Changmin, it’s and honor to be acquainted with you, your highness.” The tallest of the four greets me while courteously bowing to me.
“We are the Kim brothers. I am Junsu and this is Junho.” I guess they may be twins. The last to introduce to me was a man named Choi Siwon. Nodding my head in a greeting way I smile out to the group.
“What have you guys planned for us to do this fine Paris night?” The four talkative men stop talking to turn to smile at me cheekily.
“My prince, are you bisexual?” What a weird question to ask, but who am I to deny the truth? It’s not like people oppose of it. More then half the population is bisexual, it’s not a disgrace.
“Yes, I am.” The four men smile even more.
“Perfect.” Siwon chuckles.
“Tonight we shall head to the Moulin Rouge.”
“The Moulin Rouge?” I question.
“It’s the house of temptresses. You will enjoy it dearly.” Shrugging my shoulders I give a side smile hoping that the night will be full of wonders.
Dressed out in dashing suits we all meet up in the center of the hotel. Junsu lifts a bottle of green alcohol and tells everyone to have some before entering the Moulin Rouge. At first I thought it were some sort of aphrodisiac, but it were just something to make us stay awake and energized to dance. Stepping into our carriage like car we head to this Moulin Rouge.
Lights on everywhere, eye squinting signs, blasting music, and drunken people greeted us. We had just arrived and had yet to enter. Anticipation rolls into my system as I let the music boom into my ears.
“Are you guys ready?” Junho questions everyone. We all smile in a way of saying yes. Taking our steps to the lighted door, we watch as a bouncer gracefully opens the door for us.
Swirls of colored skirts whirled around the place. Women and feminine men dressed in sinful outfits, with hidden lingerie beneath their thin fabric attire tempting men. Legs in fish net stockings, wealthy looking men chugging down the green alcohol, and lots of intimate dancing went around in the Moulin Rouge. Colors coalesced until they created one color, as the tempting lingerie fools joined together to do the can can. The five drunken idiots laugh out in pure drunken amusement as the tempo of a song fastens. I start to get into the lively music when the music stops. Everyone turns their dizzy heads to look up at the ceiling. That is when I stop breathing.
Down comes the most beautiful creature to set foot onto Earth. The creature gives a sinful wink and blows a kiss to everyone in the room. His legs are crossed and I feel my pants tighten as I see the netted stockings wrapped around his legs. The beauty’s pale skin glowed in the lighted room, his eyes turned to a never ending pool of gray as the thin line of eyeliner took place on his water line, and let’s not forget the cherry lips seducing men as his tongue would come out and lick it. The swing he was on finally reached the bottom of the floor. Can can dolls swarmed around him and they all started to dance. My eyes watched his fluid seductive like moves; he touched himself indecently causing men to go crazy.
“Who is that?” I growl out to Siwon.
“That little temptress is Kim Jaejoong. He’s the star of Moulin Rouge. Don’t worry we booked a room for you and him already.” Booked a room? Does that mean this ethereal beauty slept around with other people? I can’t help but let my blood boil slightly. Striding through the crowd I stand face to face with Kim Jaejoong. He feels me staring and looks straight into my eyes. Time stops, and my heart pounds. Jaejoong winks at me and wiggles his pointer finger at me signaling to come closer. I obliged and walk over to him.
“Dance with me?” Jaejoong huskily whispers into my ears. Bringing my hands to his hips he starts to shake to the music. I gulp as I take in the seductress’s outfit. It was short very short. Jaejoong decides to slide down my legs and then back up.
“Why are you so stiff, handsome?” Was he talking about my hardening problem in my pants or my tense body? I decide to let my dominance self come out.
“There you go.” Jaejoong smirks. We both start to intimately grind, and I then introduce myself.
“Why hello Mr. Jung.” Laughing at his purr we both keep grinding sensually to the music. When the music stops he presses a kiss to my cheek and saunters his way back to his swing. The swing pulls him back up and he starts to blow kisses. When the minx disappears I run to Siwon asking for the room number.
“He’s in the back; your room is in the elephant.” I then thank him and head towards this said elephant. Heading out to the back I look in amusement at the elephant building. Going inside of it I face a door with a name tag titled Jaejoong. Hesitantly I knock on the door. “Come in!” Jaejoong shouts. Turning the door knob I groan out at the sight in front of me. My blood starts to flow south, when Jaejoong invades my vision. The beauty was no longer in his puffy can can outfit; he was now in a black dress that stopped mid thigh. Buckles took place on his thighs as they connected to his under garments. Jaejoong’s legs were again wrapped in stocking except this time it had a flower lacey pattern. Black heels sat on the sinful creature’s feet, while a black robe hung loosely off his shoulders.
“Well shall we get to business? I think you’re the only one tonight.” He mumbles. I get angry at his end remark and head to the balcony.
“Yah! Aren’t you going to do it with me? I’d like to get this over with!”
“Do you do this every night?” I ask curiously.
“Do what? Have sex for money? Well yes, I mean what do you expect? I’m a courtesan, for Pete’s sake! Now come on, fill me up to the brim. I should satisfy you for your money’s worth.”
“Aren’t you disgusted with yourself?” A look of hurt shadows the beauty’s face.
“What does it matter? I’ve been doing this for half my life. Who are you to judge me, you idiotic man.”
“I am a Prince, you do know that?” Jaejoong just stares at me.
“So does that mean you’re paying a lot more than most men pay to sleep with me?” I feel my vein pop.
“How can you think of only money!? Do you have no shame? Sleeping around like this and performing indecently for men?”
“I will say this again! Who the hell are you to fucking judge me? You’re a prince big whoop! You paid to sleep with me, why do you care so damn much? Aren’t you just here to use my body for satisfaction?”
“Do you not want to feel love? Have you never had the urge to make love?” I whisper out.
Sneering at me Jaejoong hisses “Love? Does love keep me off the streets? No, it doesn’t. Love is a pointless and worthless thing to worry about.”
“Stop thinking of love like that! Love isn’t something you should take lightly. Love is like oxygen, you have to have it.”
“You really are clueless. You’re a prince who has been bathed in wealth, what do you know of working to live? If you do not choose to sleep with me, will you please excuse me? I have to go find another customer to attend too.” Growling I grab Jaejoong’s wrist bringing him close to me. Our chests are touching and I angle his eyes towards mine.
“Do you think just because I’m a prince I don’t know how to work? I am here in Paris trying to get away from my work! I’m overwhelmed with my duties of being a prince. To think I pitied a courtesan like you! People right now are fighting for love, and yet you have a dear need to go and whore around instead!” Jaejoong raises his hands and slaps my cheek. A sting of pain plants its way onto my cheek.
“Don’t come into this room you paid for just to insult me! You don’t fucking even know me!” His eyes water.
“All I need to know is behind your sinful beauty is someone who has only a desire for money! Do you enjoy having men hover over you? Giving them pleasure just so you can earn some cash?” Jaejoong falls to his knees and sobs out as I keep going on “What would your parents think of you doing this kind of job?”
“My parents you ask me? They left me.”
“Why? Was it because they were disgraced of having a son who whores around?”
“Stop it!”
“No, I need to get into your head that fucking with strangers isn’t something that should be rewarded with money! Does money make you that happy?”
“Yes! I’m a courtesan! My job is to tempt men! I was taught to be a seductress. My parents are gone! They fucking left me! No, they didn’t leave me because of disgrace. They left me because someone wanted to take their life! My parents are dead. When my parents died they took my happiness with them. I wanted to go and die with my parents, but for some reason I wasn’t allowed too. Finding a job was hard, the only job was being apart of this sinful underworld! I’ve been fine, going emotionlessly day by day, but all of a sudden you had to come and lecture me! Are you fucking happy? I hate myself even more now! I don’t deserve love, as you said love is like oxygen. I should be dead with my parents so there is no need for oxygen.” The beauty curls into a ball and starts to wail harder. Falling onto my knees to level out with him I grab the shaking body and hug him.
“I’m sorry. I did not mean to make you cry my beauty.” Looking away from me, Jaejoong just keeps on sobbing. He’s hurt, and I made him hurt even more. I am such a bastard, why did it turn out this way? I give him a couple minutes to cry when I break the tense silence.
“I’m going to teach you how to love.” The beauty sharply turns his head to look at me with red eyes, appalled at my new profound task.
“It’s going to be pointless to try and teach me.” He murmurs out; slowly calming down.
“You are a delusional prince. How do you expect to teach a courtesan what love is? I’ve learned to block the simple urge of emotion. My heart is cold as stone and my mind has been tied down restraining it from trying to melt my heart.”
“How about I melt your heart instead of you trying to do it yourself? Let me be the fire and heat to your cold heart of stone. My dear, let me be your warmth.” Reaching over I press my lips onto the loveless courtesan. I slowly start to move my lips over his cherry blossomed lips. Slowly obliging to my kiss the courtesan mumbles between the kiss “Do you know what you’re getting yourself into? I’m a creature of the underworld; one touch of me and you will regret everything. I am a sin. A sin that can never be reversed. My dear prince please don’t step into my world. I’d rather you live a sin-free life unlike me who has sin everyday. Please my prince. Leave. Don’t waste your time on me a dirty creature. I’m begging you to just go!”
“This is where you are wrong. I want to step into your world. I want to help you realize what love is. I want to give you all my love. I want you to be the person to hold my heart. I do not need your permission to step into this world of yours; I just need your permission to let me inside of your heart.” Grabbing his pale neck I bring his lips to mine once again. Tears roll down the beauty’s face. “I’m scared.” He whispers. Kissing his sliding tears I caress his face.
“I am not asking you to be in love with me just yet, we can start out as simple acquaintances.” Pursing his bottom lips out the courtesan takes a moment to think and then finally agrees. Kissing his forehead, I get up to move to the door.
“I shall see you tomorrow. Goodnight, my courtesan.” Walking out the door I turn to look slightly over my shoulder to see Jaejoong thinking to himself. I’d go back and hug him again, but I know the beauty wanted some time alone.
Once I reached back to my hotel I did not see Yoochun or any of the other guys. The blasted idiots must have still been at the Moulin Rouge drunkenly dancing to their hearts content. Collapsing onto the king size bed I groan out. In just one night I had fallen in love. I had fallen in love with a courtesan named Kim Jaejoong. Will my desire for love finally be fulfilled by this certain beauty?
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After suffering from a sleepless night I decide to head to the Moulin Rouge. Once I arrived back I wince from the sight. Everything last night must have been an allusion. All the flashing lights, booming music, and drunken people had been a cover up for the Moulin Rouge. Now the Moulin Rouge in daylight just looked like a warehouse, not a temptation club. Entering the once lively building I again head to the Elephant. As I step into the Elephant I precariously open the door to Jaejoong’s room. The beauty was still in bed snoozing silently to himself. How can someone so beautiful be part of this world? The beauty deserved better. As if on cue Jaejoong opens his eyes to stare at me.
“You really decided to come back? I thought you’d change your mind in one’s night rest. So tell me, what do you plan to do now?” Grinning I grab his hand and yank him out of bed.
“Have you ever been outside of the Moulin Rouge?”
“Of course I haven’t! I don’t deserve to enjoy life. I’m disgusting.” What is it going to take for my beauty to realize he’s more than just a dirty creature?
“Well, I am going to take you out! Now go get dress!” Hesitantly Jaejoong goes and gets change. My eyes shine as he steps out of the bathroom revealing himself to me. The beauty wasn’t in lingerie or anything sexual; he was instead in a glowing pair of pants and a simple shirt. His innocence seemed to seep out when he wore normal clothing. It hid the fact he was a courtesan.
“My prince, I think you need to close your gaping mouth. Wouldn’t want pesky flies to enter would you?” Shaking my head I guide the beauty out of the Moulin Rouge world.
“Are you nervous?” Shyly nodding his head I can’t but smile.
“Don’t worry, just sit back and relax. Let me teach you how to feel warmth.” Tightening my hands around his we then begin to explore Paris.
That day had been full of awe and amazement. We both were fascinated by the sites Paris greeted us with. Sure Korea was a lovely place, but Paris was just so surreal. Also to top it off I was exploring Paris with my heart’s desire, Kim Jaejoong. The whole time Jaejoong was full of smiles. He’d beam at the simplest things, giggled at any unskilled side shows, and smirked every time he would catch me staring. Everything was perfect until the clock decided to strike eight. Jaejoong’s eyes had darkened and he painfully told me he had to go back to the Moulin Rouge. I tried to persuade for him to explore longer with me, but instead he just gave a peck on my cheek before saying sorry. He had then run off back to the Moulin Rouge leaving me alone on the streets of Paris. Don’t go is what I should have shouted, but I did not. So here I am watching my heart’s desire dance seductively for men again in the Moulin Rouge.
I, of course had booked the room again for me and Kim Jaejoong. Hell I had booked it for the rest of my stay in Paris. I was never going to let anyone else bed the beauty again. Sitting in the Elephant I wait for Jaejoong to come.
Bursting through the door was a crying Jaejoong. I immediately rush over to embrace the weeping courtesan.
“Look at what you’ve done with me! In one night you were able to unlock my hidden emotions! Yunho, why are you doing this to me? Today you gave me the time of my life, I actually enjoyed my day. As I was out there dancing luring men into bed your stupid face popped up! What are you doing to me? Why are you creating warmth in me? Yunho, my heart is beating right now. I actually feel the stupid organ moving again. How did you cause this?” Jaejoong claws at me trying to get rid of the confusion in him. All I did was stare and whisper “I am doing what I told you I would do last night. I’m making you realize what and why love is important.” We shared another kiss that night. A kiss that sent both our hearts soaring.
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Two months had passed since that heart felt kiss. The courtesan and I had decided to be friends instead of acquaintances. Everyday was like a new adventure for us. Jaejoong would be full of smiles and unique amounts of laughs while I would be full of admiration for the beauty. Our bond started to grow as time flew by, expect it would have to stop every time the clock hit eight. The day was ours, but the night wasn’t in our hands. I had tried on a daily basis to keep both our hearts racing in contempt. I just couldn’t keep hold it when Jaejoong turned back into a courtesan. My jealousy was starting to reach its boiling point. I mean it is worthless for me to feel jealous because the beauty did not enter anyone’s bed the last two months, but it did not stop me from feeling anger when he would do a simple sway of the hips for dirty dukes. Jaejoong was only allowed to sway his hips for me, but I don’t dare to tell him that. In the past two months Jaejoong and I have not done anything sexual. It was a hard two months controlling my temptation for the beauty; I didn’t want to place the idea that I was just here for his body. We had shared simple pecks, but nothing more. My love for Jaejoong was blazing. I had no ability to put it out or had the urge too.
Two nights ago I had gotten a call from Korea that I was needed back. Father had said my vacation was to be cut short because duty calls. I had two days before I was to leave Paris and the Moulin Rouge. Gathering up my pride I decided to finally confess my feelings for the courtesan today. I was once again waiting in the Elephant for Jaejoong to arrive. I decided to look out the window to have my heart clench in pain. In front of me was the cause of my first heart break.
Jaejoong was pressed up against a wall kissing to what seemed a very rich duke. The man was stuffing money into Jaejoong’s dress as they kissed like they depended on each others breath to live. I turned around from the heart wrenching sight to then fall onto my knees. Jaejoong what happened to our promise we had three weeks ago?
-Three Weeks Ago-
“Jaejoong, make a promise with me?” We had been lazy that day and decided to stay in the Elephant instead of exploring Paris.
“Hmm, what is it Yun?”
“Don’t ever touch a man again for money.”
“Yunho, you know I can’t do that. Have you forgotten I’m a courtesan?” I went and sat near him and started to stroke his ebony hair.
“I know you are, but have you realized you haven’t touched a man for money in over a month?”
“Well, yes. That’s because you’re with me every night.”
“Are you saying you do not want me here then?” I was about to get up to leave when Jaejoong pulled my wrist causing me to sit back down.
“Of course I want you here! You’ve made me feel so genuinely happy, Yun. I’d rather spend my time with you then have men pay me for sex.”
“So make the promise with me.” Jaejoong sighs exasperatedly. “Yunho - I ca...”
“Just make it Jae.”
“Fine. I, Jaejoong, promise not to ever touch a man for money. Happy now?” He pecked me on the cheek causing me to smile.
“Yes, I’m really happy.”
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You’ve broken it. Jaejoong, you’ve broken our promise. How could you? It hurts, it hurts so much. The tears start to form in my eyes. Look at what you’ve done. My pride as a man is slowly diminishing. I can’t feel anything but pain. I should have confessed earlier, it is now too late for me. Tears start to slide down my face as I take in the pain. The heat of the tears tracing down my face burned into me making realize love hurts. Maybe I was born to never feel it. Jung Yunho, why have you over the years filled your head with the belief love will come to you?
Storming out of the Elephant I head to the empty streets of Paris. Everyone had either gone to bed or were still out partying in the Moulin Rouge. I should have stayed in Korea. If I had never left I wouldn’t be crying out in the empty streets of Paris yearning for someone who was part of the Underworld. Droplets of rain land onto me. Is someone up there crying with me or even for me? The rain starts to get stronger and I don’t move. I want to wash this love away. I want to wash away my pain. I want to wash Kim Jaejoong out of my system.
“Yunho! What are you doing out in the rain?” The voice was Yoochun.
“Yoochun, I’m hurting.”
“What? Yunho where? Did someone dare assault you? I shall go sen -”
“I’m hurting emotionally. Chun, cure me from this wretched heartbreak! Take me back to Korea! I don’t want to ever come back to Paris!” He took me back to the hotel. The four usually talkative guys were now quite. They all knew of my love for the courtesan. I had talked to them daily about it.
“Yunho, I bet he had a reason to kiss that man.” Junsu tries to reason out.
“No, he doesn’t.”
“Don’t say that. From all the stories you told us it seemed like he was falling for you!” Changmin persuades.
“If he had fallen for me he would have never chosen to break our promise.”
“Yunho…”
“ENOUGH! Get out! I don’t want any of your senseless pity! GET OUT!” Everyone jumps. They bow leaving expect for Siwon.
“Yunho, didn’t you say love was like oxygen?”
“GET OUT!”
“No! Not until you here what I have to tell you!”
“Leave me alone!”
“Fine, but just remember this. The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”
“Love in return you say? Don’t kid with me. I bet the damn courtesan didn’t have a single ounce of love for me. NOW LEAVE!” I did not go to the Elephant that day to pick Jaejoong up to explore Paris. Instead I decided to mope about how love was useless, and that I made a mistake trying to teach someone what it was when I barely knew what the feeling was really like. When the clock hit eight I made up my mind to go to the Moulin Rouge for my final goodbye. Tomorrow morning will be the time I go back being the wretched Prince of Korea. Tracing my steps slowly to the Moulin Rouge I absorb the lighted swirls once again. This was going to be my last time here. I choose to never come back to this once surreal place.
In the Elephant for the last time I sit and wait for the person who tore my heart. What should I say to the courtesan? Goodbye? Have fun whoring around? Forget me?
I keep thinking of all the possible things to say when Jaejoong walks through the door.
“Yunho! Where were you yesterday? I was worried! You didn’t come this morning or yesterday night.” Jaejoong comes and hugs me, but I push him away.
“I’m leaving Jaejoong. Tonight is the last night for me to stay in Paris.”
“Www- hat?” Jaejoong stutters. What was he happy that I was finally going so he could finally go back whoring around in freedom?
“You heard me. I’m leaving.”
“Why are you just telling me now!? Yunho, why are you doing this? How could you just decide to leave me?”
“Don’t pretend you care. I know you want me to leave.” My eyes turn to slits as I stare in anger at Jaejoong.
“What the hell! Of course I care! Why would I want you to leave? Yunho please don’t go. You’re my friend.”
“Am I just your friend? Do you not feel anything else?” My hope for him to say he loves me disappears when he looks away.
“Whatever. Don’t answer that question. Also before I leave I just want to ask you, how does it feel to break our promise?” Jaejoong steps back.
“You saw that?” Again he stutters.
“You’ve hurt me Jaejoong. You fucking broke our promise. Do you really hate me that much? Is it because I’m not paying enough money? Are you not pleased you aren’t making enough cash? Well here!” Throwing wads of cash onto the bed and at him I get up ready to leave. My eyes water again, god this was too much.
“Yunho I can explain! I…”
“Save it! You have caused me enough pain. My courtesan, you’ve played with my heart as if it were a toy.”
“Yunho, listen to me!”
“No! I - I - Hate you! Are you happy? You have cured my silly obsession of love!” Throwing himself onto me Jaejoong begs “Don’t say that! Yunho please! I’m sorry! I only kissed that duke to - to protect you! Yunho, I don’t want to cure your obsession I want to make it stronger!” He takes a deep and continues as I shiver in anger and pain.
“The last two months have made me realize so much Yunho. You came into my life and opened things I never thought of opening for me. My prince, you opened my heart. You did what you said you were going to do. You taught me how to love. Last night I wanted to come and confess to you, but the duke who owned a gang of assassins stopped me. The man had been stalking me, and when he realized our friendship he decided to threaten me. Yunho! He was going to kill you. I had to spend a night with him… but I never went forth with it. I told him I would go to his bed when you leave, so please Yunho don’t leave. Yunho, I love you.” Tears streak down Jaejoong’s face as he finishes. I also feel my tears falling down rapidly.
LISTEN “Why didn’t you tell me this before?” I cry out. “Why have you kept me waiting? Jae, I loved you from the very moment you came down that swing. I love you so much. Last night was hell for me seeing you kiss that man. You made my heart clench in pain, how can I ever forgive you?” Jaejoong comes to sit on my lap while crying still.
“Yunho, I’m so sorry. I didn’t tell you my feelings earlier, because I never knew I could feel like this, it’s like I’ve never seen the sky. My feelings started to blossom for you when you stepped into this elephant lecturing me. Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to vanish inside your kiss? When you had declared to teach me what love was I was scared. I didn’t think you had the ability to do it, but I was wrong. You started taking me out to explore Paris creating feelings inside of me that I did not want to admit I had. When time flew by I accepted the fact that everyday I loved you more and more.” Grabbing my shaking right hand Jaejoong places it onto his heart. “Listen to my heart; can you hear it sing? It’s telling me to give you everything.” Silence envelopes us while we take in each others tears.
“Jaejoong, I love you. Your words have made me realize I cannot lose you. My courtesan, I, Prince Jung Yunho, love you with all my heart.” Leaning forward I kiss my courtesan. Jaejoong’s arms slowly wrapped around my neck pulling me closer causing our lips to slide over each other in perfect harmony. Heat starts to form between our meshed lips, so I push the beauty onto the bed. Our bodies bounce up from the sudden fall.
Sliding between Jaejoong’s legs I glance down to watch him looking up at me. Tonight I was going to pleasure him unlike the dirty men who paid to get pleasured. Placing soft kisses down Jaejoong’s neck I feel Goosebumps form.
“Jaejoong, will you leave to Korea with me tomorrow?”
“I don’t want to disgrace your name Yunho. I don’t think…” Placing my finger onto his lips I shush him. “My love for you is stronger than my name being disgraced. You love me right?”
“Yes, I love you. Yunho, I will go with you.” With that we went back to kissing each other.
Squatting my knees I try and stabilize myself. Jaejoong gulps when he sees me reaching to take off his can can outfit.
“Darling tonight I’m going to pleasure you. I will wash away all the dirty bastards who dared to touch you.” Yanking off his outfit, I sit back and admire the endless amount of pale skin. Taking my shirt off I reach over and brush the hair that had fallen covering Jaejoong’s eyes.
Trailing kisses down Jaejoong’s abdomen I smirk in victory when I hear a mewl. Pressing a harder kiss to his belly button I start my trail lower. Tearing the stockings off his legs I growl out when he tries to cover himself up.
“My beauty tonight is all about you. Don’t be shy with me.” My hands started to work magic onto the beauty’s lower region. Light feathered touches were displayed and jerking with rhythm was used. Few minutes had gone by with my hand magic causing the beauty to scream out from the pleasure. He kept raking his finger nails over my back begging to let him release. I encouraged him too; with my permission he released onto my hand.
Dipping my lips to his I let hands roam once more. Panting from his climax the courtesan tries to touch me. Pushing his hand away I tell him it was his night.
The night went on with me finally achieving the goal of making love with my hearts desire. Groans, moans, and pants surrounded the room. We went on for hours showing our love for each other. It wasn’t just sex, it was us making love. Our connection touched our souls aligning us to grow more love towards each other. When we had finally collapsed onto the rickety bed I whispered into the courtesan’s ear “I love you.”
“I love you too, my dear prince.” Intertwining our hands together I bring his head to my chest. Kissing our intertwined hands I whisper once more “I love you.”
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Tears dribble down my face as I end our journey in remembering the blossoming of the greatest love story ever. Stirring in your sleep you finally open your eyes. I try to quickly wipe my tears away, but you catch them. Placing your hands onto my cheeks you ask why I was crying.
“Just remembering the start of the prince falling in love with a courtesan story.” Sitting up you place soft butterfly kisses onto my eyelids.
“Why didn’t you wake me up, love?”
“It doesn’t matter, because I love you.”
“What a silly answer that is.” Giving a peck to your red lips I respond “I love you.”
Chuckling you smile “Well,” You pause and then continue “I love you until the end of time.”
“Is that so?” Pulling you into my arms for a tighter embrace I breathe out before meshing our lips into one “I will love you until my dying day.”
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A/N: Hi everyone! I am finally on break! :) So, this oneshot was kind of a test for me... which I think I failed. This type of genre is not my forte! I am an author who writes comedy... WTF am I doing in this genre field? Moulin Rouge has been one of my all time favorite movies, and I know think I ruined it. My recently found soulmate, Alex, has been spazzing with me and even quoting the awesomeness of Moulin Rouge which kind of caused me to write this. This oneshot has to be the longest and hardest thing I’ve ever written. Fuck, I’ve never been in love before, so this was really hard to express. Well I hope you guys in a way liked this..... Anywhoo, THANKS FOR READING and please comment on what you think of this shit!