FIERCE HEART CHAPTER 15
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, slight Yunho/Jaejoong , slight Siwon/ Heechul
Disclaimer: They are not mine but each have their own place in my heart ;)
Warning: m-preg, rape, romance, jealousy
Summary: Darkly handsome and rich beyond imagining, Yoochun was called the Black Lion for his fierceness... until he met the golden-eyed Junsu whose fiery spirit matched his own. Junsu endured all to be by his side until jealousy and lies drove him across the sea and plunge into danger.
The lovely poster- credit goes to didikoishi- thanx 4 making da poster 4 fierce heart
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CHAPTER 15
Eunhyuk grabbed his arm, his head resting lightly against Junsu shoulder. “I have loved you always. Can’t you see? I have always loved you”
Junsu patted his arms lightly, but pressed Eunhyuk away.
“A most touching scene.” They both turned to Yoochun, who stood a few feet from them, and the hate in his voice made Junsu blood froze.
An ugly laugh came from Eunhyuk, “So you are the husband, the wondrous earl who can buy any bride that he chooses. You may think that you won him, but Junsu will always be mine. Do you hear me? Junsu is already mine!”
Junsu did not see Yoochun moved but Eunhyuk flew to the air to land with a heavy thud at several feet away. Eunhyuk made no more sound. He was out cold.
He was not at all Junsu concerns. It was his new husband. The look on his husband’s face was very terrifying to Junsu, and he couldn’t move...
Junsu was saved from Yoochun wrath when his mother with other few women found them.
A woman’s voice greets them.
“Here they are. They can’t stay away from each other. I’ve said so!” They laughed.
“He will be yours soon, my lord” They swept Junsu away. Only Yuna noticed her son-in-law’s face. She placed her hands on Yoochun’s arm, but he didn’t seem to notice, so, Yuna followed his son.
Junsu just stood stiffly like a doll when his mother and Miyoung removed his wedding garment. Silently he stepped into the King’s size bed. He still didn’t speak when they pulled the linen sheet across his chest and placed several pillows behind his head.
“He is lovely, my little boy” The tears flowed down on Miyoung’s plump cheeks.
“Oh my lady, I hate to leave him like a lamb to be slaughtered.” Even though Junsu’s face void of any emotions, his heartbeat increased remembering his disastrous marriage to come.
“Hush, Miyoung!” Yuna commanded. “He is frightened enough as it is.”
“Well, he should be, too, for they say he’ a Son of the Devil’s.”
Yuna drew herself up, her eyes stormy, and pointed her finger to the door. Sobbing, Miyoung left.
“Junsu! I’ve told you what will happen. It’ll hurt a bit. It was an act of love, son. There is no need to be afraid.” Yuna told his son.
Junsu lifted his eyes to his mother’s. “I believe he hates me now, mother.”
“What has happened? What have you done?” Yuna searched his lovely son’s face.
“I don’t know; he is angry, I never seen him like that. Hyukkie told him some lies and he hated me for it!” Junsu said, angry for both of them.
“Eunhyuk! I thought he might cause trouble.” Yuna pondered on this. She looked toward the door. “They’ll come now. Be kind to him, patient, do not let your temper rules you. You, my son, must solve this problem yourselves.” She kissed her son cheeks lovingly and left.
Yuna flattened herself against the stone stairwell as the Black Guard carried their drunken lord up the stairs.
“A lion for his shield and a beautiful Junsu for his bed. Could a man ask more?”
As the men entered the room, they quieted, for the sight of their lord wife, Junsu took their breath away.
Sitting on the bed, his chest barely hidden by the sheet, his delicate shoulder pale under the candle light, his smooth skin delicate, fragile like a little china doll…His hair that framed his face; like a golden halo, very much like an angel.
Junsu made each of them wonder about all the lover they had…none came near to rivaling Park… Junsu...their lord wife.
Yoochun also wondered at their silence, but then he too, drew in his breath sharply at the sight of his Junsu.
When Yoochun was naked, they put him hastily into the bed beside Junsu.
Wooyoung, one of his Black Guard doused all the candles except one at the foot of the bed.
When they are finally alone, Junsu faced him. “Yoochun” He put a hand on Yoochun’s bare arm. Yoochun jerked on the hand that Junsu put on him.
“Have you no shame! Do you plan to bear my caresses when you hunger for another? Or better yet, he had touched you over the year, and it was not enough?” Yoochun spewed all his doubt, all his resentment to the innocent and pale Junsu.
“I’ve told you! Hyukkie is nothing to me. Never be and never will.” Junsu felt his temper risen…his greatest fault.
“Hyukkie,” Yoochun said low with sarcasm. “Did not seem to agree with your words. He couldn’t have created his thought from air…unless it was true!” Yoochun scathingly accused.
“Please understand. We played together as children. He is sick, demented. You cannot believe him. Just…trust me on this.” Junsu pleaded.
“Trust! What did you know about trust? What to understand either? Oh, the boy loves you alright, but you,” Yoochun swept him up and down. He hated Junsu for what he’d done, but his desire…he really can’t do anything about that. His disgust was solely for both of them now.
“You were after a richer game. You are a good hunter and you had caught the Earl of Carstairs. Should I tell you about my estates, my knights and my riches?” Yoochun taunted.
Junsu looked at him sharply. Rage marred his beautiful face. “Stop it! I am innocent. Hyukkie just a boy filled with dreams and meant nothing to me.”
Junsu softened his voice. “It is you, I…” He was stopped by Yoochun before he can make his confession.
“Love?” Yoochun sneered. “You can say you love me?” Yoochun said ridiculously. “Come on then, let me hear your soft words. Maybe these words will appease the Lion’s wrath and make him sweet in your little hand again.” He mocked their sweet little time, Junsu’s happiness and his love 3 weeks ago.
That did it! Junsu snapped and regretted his words later. He meant opposite of what he’d said.
Junsu turned an icy golden stare toward him. “As you can see and believe, I‘d lie, I can’t say that I love you, or will ever love you.” But what he meant to say is “Can’t you see, I can’t lie as I love you and forever will love you”. Junsu's anger made him say thing he didn’t meant.
Those little words had strengthen Yoochun believe that…no one will ever loved him.
Yoochun felt so angry and betrayed that he started to see red. With one powerful movement, he tore the sheet away. He involuntary gasps at the sight of Junsu, lovelier than he imagined. Desire replaced his anger…
Junsu saw his face, and fear replaced his own anger. He saw the face of the Black Lion, the face that forced grown men to their knees in surrender, and it was turned toward him.
“No! Don’t…” Instinctively, Junsu attempted to cover himself when Yoochun tore the sheet away. One powerful hand cupped his shoulder too hard. Yoochun mouth come on him, and bruised his lips, intent on shutting his plea.
One thigh, forced his way between him, and Junsu fought very hard, with his hands, his nails; but Yoochun didn’t notice that his overly strength was used on his little one, too blinded by his longing, his sweet revenge and his desire.
Junsu clawed at the skin on Yoochun’s arms and back and was satisfied by a grunt from him. He gasped for air as Yoochun’s lips moved to caress his neck. Yoochun’s other leg parted him, and he screamed in agony at the first pain when Yoochun finally penetrated him.
The tears come to his eyes as Yoochun seemed to fill him until he would burst. Yoochun kissed his little drop of tears, before they can trail on his smooth cheeks.
He was extremely glad; when Yoochun lay still, he felt his pain subsided a little…but then Yoochun began to move again and the pain began anew. A minute has passed and Yoochun moved slowly, deliberately, and somewhere within him, Junsu felt a spark of pleasure.
Yoochun breathe come hard and fast against his ear, as Yoochun started to move faster, Junsu was caught between pleasure and pain.
Junsu felt Yoochun shudder against him, and his body grown limp, his weight pressing down on Junsu. Junsu’s arms clutched Yoochun closed to him, their angry words forgotten for the moment.
However, Yoochun rejected his touched. He rolled from Junsu to the other side of the bed and didn’t look or speak at him, Yoochun’s manner telling Junsu that his anger for him earlier was still there regardless of what they share a moment ago.
Junsu moved to the far side of the bed, the tears silently flowing down his cheeks. His mother was wrong. This is not an act of love, this is rape!
He was raped on his wedding day, and worst, he enjoyed every seconds of it !
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