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“This is really good Mina.”

Mina blushes, as Hwang polishes off a rose-colored rice ball. She was pleased that he liked the little dessert she had made for him.

Hwang had been busy training, practicing with his sword Blue Thunder. It was a welcome sight to see these glutinous little rice cakes, made lovingly by Mina. The fact that she had taken the time to make these for him moved him. She was so sweet, in more ways than one.

Mina quietly watches Hwang, as he eats her rice balls, popping one in after another. He was covered in sweat, but that did not diminish how handsome he looked. She blushes again, her heart pounding. It should be a crime, she thought. No man should ever look so good.

Hwang notices Mina looking at him. He pauses, holding a pink rice ball in his mouth, giving her a quizzical look. She suddenly leans toward him, taking a bite of the rice ball he held in his mouth. She slowly chews, her face still close to his.

“So yummy,” she seductively whispers, looking into his eyes.

She takes another bite, as Hwang stares at her, completely spellbound. She was about to take another one, but Hwang finishes it off, his eyes holding her steady. He touches her cheek, feeling her exquisite softness. She gasps, her mouth opening slightly. He stares at her little mouth, remembering how daintily she had chewed. He takes her mouth with his, kissing her so delicately. She tasted so sweet. He looks at her, his eyes full of desire.

“Thank you, my sweet,” he whispers softly, “Thank you for this sweet treat.”

He takes her mouth again, his kiss lingering, caressing, exploring. Oh, how delectable she was. Mina was the sweetest treat of all.