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She lets out a soft gasp, as he pulls her close, into his muscular arms. She feels his strong heartbeat, as if it were her very own, filling her with joy. His warmth embraces her, leaving her thoroughly intoxicated, delirious with love.

She could not believe this was happening!

Hwang had always been a stoic man, rarely showing any emotion. He was always cool under fire, calm as the moon in the night sky. Mina likened him to a chiseled sculpture: beautiful to behold, but rather impassive and serene, evermore composed and collected. He kept his feelings in check, always hidden. Mina longed to break that serenity, to crack that placidity of his. She wanted to release that fire she saw in his smoldering eyes. If only she could touch him some how…touch his heart, touch his spirit. She yearned to touch his bare flesh, feel the fire underneath his skin. She wanted to set him free.

But here he was, holding her, holding her so close in a gentle, unrelenting embrace. Contentment envelops them in palpable silence. No words needed to be spoken…no words necessary. She clings to him, holding on tighter, her pounding heart overflowing. This was something she dreamed about every night, being cradled by him, by his loving arms. She felt a hand upon her head as she buried her face on the warm crook of his neck. Hwang was so warm – so very, very warm – his heat entwining around her. She felt his breath hot upon her cheek, eliciting a blush, letting herself get lost in him. She surrendered her inhibitions, putting her trust in him. Her very life was in his arms…and there was no other place she wanted to be.

Hold me evermore in your embrace
Let the world around us fade away
As our two souls slowly entwine…

Your hand straying into my hair
As I breathe into your neck
Clinging to you in desperation…

Lost forever more in your warmth
Thoroughly rapt within your presence
Hanging on to your every breath…