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Haewon blinked.
And the light peeking in from the curtains immediately stabbed deep into her brain, dragging an excruciating pain out of her soul into her head. She dragged her hand out of the tangled silk sheets, groaning at the cool texture against her skin.
"Ugh," she groaned, dragging her body up off the mattress. The plush sheets slid smoothly against her skin, and felt more expensive than anything she'd ever owned.
Slamming her hand against the nightstand, she grabbed her phone, flipping it around and flicking the alarm off. "Where am I?" she muttered, blinking around the room. For some reason, she didn't have her contacts on, thank god actually, but she couldn't remember where her glasses were either, so she couldn't see.
She could very well tell though, that she was naked.
And next to her, was a blonde body, curled up facing Haewon, close enough that even Haewon could tell they had most likely been cuddling. Or doing the devil's tango.
"Fuck."
With her hand on her face, she finally felt something foreign sitting on her ring finger. Wiggling it around, she lifted it closer to her eyes to try and see what it was.
A classy gold ring, looking more casual than the amount of rocks embedding on it insinuated it was worth. It was definitely not something Haewon could afford.
"Shit," she hissed, sucking in a quiet breath between her teeth. "No."
And there was her headache again.
Haewon yanked at the ring, frowning as it seemed to fit perfectly on her finger. It popped off smoothly, leaving her hand once more empty. The feeling was strange, almost as though the ring belonged there.
She quietly fumbled her way out of the bed, gently settling some sheets over the blonde, telling herself she didn't want her to catch a cold from the hotel air conditioning.
Picking up her phone, she quickly unlocked it, face paling as she read the reminder that popped up. Flight departing in 3 hours.
Thank god she was so used to waking up early. Haewon grabbed the clothes tossed all over the floor, sorting out what was hers and what wasn't into two piles. Throwing on her wrinkled jeans and black polo shirt, she wrinkled her nose, the strong scent of liquor wafting from the fabric. Snagging her jacket, she paused, detecting a foreign perfume wafting from it.
It smelled expensive, classy, and like something the blonde on the bed would wear. Quietly, she set it down on the bed, justifying that among her clothes there was just a skimpy dress compared to Haewon's pants and shirt.
That and there was no way Haewon was going to pay for the hotel room. This level of quality was not something she could ever afford.
She pulled on her socks and sneakers, pausing at the feeling of the cool ring in her hand.
While she could no doubt earn a pretty penny from it, it most definitely was not hers. Nor could she have bought it.
Haewon sighed, placing it on the dresser, grabbing a pen and brochure from the drawer. Scrawling out a simple note, she signed it with her name and mailing address, placing the ring on top and propping it against the lamp where it was impossible to miss.
With one last look at the body laying in the sheets, she shut the door, running back to her life as a nobody living in the middle of nowhere.
12 hours ago. . .
Lily Morrow was a reasonable person.
She was a rising pop star, singer-songwriter, and prided herself on being someone who would never be caught dead at a dive bar in the middle of Las Vegas at 8 pm.
"So little girly," a hand crept across her shoulders, and she batted it away, shrugging him away from her.
He grinned easily, fueled by the stupid courage men always have when they fancy a women. "Don't be like that little girly," he laughed, wobbling on his feet. His breath brushed against Lily's face, and she recoiled at the heavy smell of alcohol wafting from him.
"Get away from me," she slurred, slightly tipsy from the unknown number of shots she'd already been consuming. Of which she would have been busy enjoying if this annoyance didn't slide up beside her and start drinking her shots. That she had already paid for mind you!
"No need to play hard to get," he leaned in closer, easily pushing her arm away from him.
Lily swung her head to the side, trying to catch the eye of the bartender. He was cleaning glasses on the other side of the bar, notably choosing not to turn at her cries for attention. In fact, no one listened.
"Get away from me," she hissed, trying to push him away, barely succeeding in pushing him away from hovering over her.
"I don't think so," his eyes turned cold, grip suddenly tightening around her arm. "I think you'll be coming with me tonight little miss." He began to drag her out of her seat, easily pulling her beside him.
Lily panicked, digging her heels into the wooden floor, trying to delay him as much as she could. "Help! H-" She tried her best to scream, mouth quickly clamped down by a heavy hand.
Suddenly, the hand and heavy presence dragging her was ripped away, a whirl of denim and dark leather pushing her behind them. "Get away from her you scum," a heavy voice growled, standing in front of Lily.
"Who the hell are you," the man growled, sound muffled by the body protecting her. "Get away from her, I found her first."
Lily could see their shoulders stiffen, trembling with what she could only describe as compressed rage, before they rushed forwards, grabbing him by the shirt and hauling him towards the door.
She stood there, frozen as her savior pushed their way out, dragging the man outside. Looking around, everyone else had already returned to their own drinks and conversations, no longer caring now that the entertainment had vanished.
Running outside, she watched the man running off, with the her scruffy savior standing on the sidewalk.
"Th-thank you so much!" she stuttered, clasping her hands together in front of her face.
"Oh, uh no problem," they muttered, facing her and fiddling with their wire rimmed glasses. "Glad I could help."
Lily grinned at them, extending her hand out. "I'm Lily, and do you mind if I buy you a drink?"
A few, (a lot), drinks later, her handsome stranger, who she now knew as Haewon, was drunkenly ranting to her.
"You fuckin deserve better! N-not a-" she hiccupped, raising her glass to match Lily's, "fuckin cheater!"
Lily giggled, highly amused by how quickly her demeanor had changed with a few drinks. All of a sudden she was much more willing to talk, speaking with an ease that Lily almost admired.
"Yourr the most beautiful girl I've everr m-met," Haewon stammered, before turning red and downing her entire glass. "If I were him," she looked down, whispering now, "I would have fuckin treated you the way you deserve princess."
"Oh?" Lily raised an eyebrow, bumping their shoulders together. "And how is that?"
"Welll I'd have first made sure to put a ring on your finger," Haewon reached her hand out, smoothly grasping her left hand and intertwining their fingers. "And made you mine." She lifted Lily's hand to her mouth, pausing to glance up at Lily before placing a soft kiss to her knuckles.
"And then I would never let you go."
Lily's breath hitched, watching as Haewon slowly pressed her lips against each knuckle of her hand, followed by each finger, eyes hooded and focused on hers.
When Haewon lifted her head away from her hand she swallowed, mouth dry from the display.
"What do you say princess?" Haewon rasped, "What do you think of me?"
"I think we should get married."
And an hour later, with rings on their fingers and papers filed in a small white roadside chapel, they were officially married.
Haewon pressed Lily down on the sheets of the presidential suite of the closest hotel they'd stumbled into, Lily barely managing to pay for the room with Haewon clinging to her waist, whispering how beautiful she looked in her jacket, but how stunning she would be without anything on.
"Darling," Lily groaned, feeling warm fingers trace along the back of her dress, "couldn't you have at least waited until we were in the room before ravaging me?" She'd nearly collapsed in embarrassment, being caught by another couple, Haewon pressing her up against the buttons of the elevator, one hand clearly beneath her skirt, her head pressed into the corner of Lily's neck.
"No," Haewon murmured, pressing another kiss against her neck. "I couldn't wait." Her fingers finally undid the straps of her dress, and she lifted herself up to cage Lily against the bed, crouched on her hands on knees above her. "You're one to talk after kissing me first after all."
Lily giggled, watching Haewon sit up, slowly pulling off Haewon's leather jacket. "Then how about you make it up to me?" She watched Haewon turn to face her, watching her with an amused smile. "I have a few suggestions."
Haewon tilted her head towards her, raising an eyebrow. "Oh?" She crawled forwards, gently skating her hand over her exposed shoulder. "And what would that be?" Her finger slowly dragged the strap down the expanse of skin, gently digging her nail into her flesh. The strap fell loosely on her upper arm, exposing part of cleavage.
Lily's breath hitched as Haewon's face drew closer, stopping just shy of brushing against her lips. Her eyes met Haewon's, watching as Haewon matched her gaze, before flicking down once, towards her lips, then dipping lower, into the hole revealed by her dress.
"Like what you see?" Lily smiled, finding the strength to move her hand to grip at the bodice of her dress.
"Yes," Haewon breathed out, eyes dipping lower again, before focusing on her eyes.
"Then strip," Lily ordered, pressing a finger into the middle of Haewon's shirt and pushing her away.
Haewon slowly backed away from her, her eyes dark pools that refused to break contact with Lily. "As you wish princess," she rumbled, slowly reaching up to pop the buttons of her shirt.
Slowly, she undid each button of her shirt, smoothly popping each with a flick of her fingers. Her eyes never left Lily's, staring straight into her eyes.
Lily's eyes drifted lower, tracing over faint lines of tattoos curling over the toned expanse of Haewon's skin, admiring the faint outline of muscle outlining her frame.
Slowly, Haewon dropped the shirt to the ground, smoothly flicking her bra off.
With a smooth motion, she undid her belt, pulling the leather strap out of the buckle and stepping out of her jeans.
Lily slowly pulled her dress down, flicking the other strap off her shoulder.
Haewon's eyes seemed to dilate further, pools of black drinking in each square inch of skin as it was revealed to the air.
With one hand, Lily reached under her skirt, pulling out a soaked thong. Dropping it off the bed, she spread her legs, splaying her hand to show off two wet fingers.
Somewhere along the way, Haewon's glasses had been lost, but neither of them cared all too much about them. Her eyes were much more honest without them, flicking between Lily's eyes and between her legs.
The top of the dress snagged against the curve of Lily's breast, and she pouted, fluttering her eyes at Haewon. "I think I need some help with my dress," she said breathlessly, "Could you help me take it off?"
Haewon practically pounced on the bed, quickly pressing her hand against the fabric of her dress. Heat radiated from her skin, a heated contrast to Lily's cool touch. "Of course princess," she rasped, eyes still locked on Lily's eyes.
She leaned in, gently pressing her lips against Lily's, slowly pressing her tongue against Lily's lips to open her mouth.
Lily's hands fell from her dress, reaching to grab onto Haewon's shoulders, dragging her nails into her skin as Haewon's tongue wrapped around her own, fractured moaning passing into her mouth.
They crashed down against the bed with a squeak as Haewon's hand palmed her breast, having managed to pull down her dress while their mouths had been irresistably connected.
She pulled out of their kiss with a breathless moan, punctuated by a squeal as two fingers tweaked her nipple.
Haewon moved down to her neck, littering it with a trail of suckles and bites, marks that were sure to bruise the next morning.
Lily groaned, gripping her hands into Haewon's shoulders, curling tighter as pleasure overran the pain coursing through her veins.
Just as she was getting used to the stimulation of her breast, a finger slid inside her, smoothly curling against her inner walls, while the rest of the hand pressed against her clit, sending a spasm of pleasure to her brain so strong she instantly let out a loud moan, orgasming on the spot.
Liquid squirted out of her, and she could still feel the finger inside her, gently stroking against her inner walls, smoothly prolonging her pleasure, while stimulating her hips to desparately roll against Haewon's hand, seeking more. Her fingers dug into Haewon's shoulders, scratching deep marks against her pale skin.
"Hae-haewon," she whimpered, "more, please~"
Haewon lifted her head up from her neck, slowly kissing up to her lips, gently connecting their mouths. As they slowly kissed, she slowly fed another finger into Lily, spreading her further apart.
"Your wish is my command."