Faith fanfic recs...

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I bring you more!

The awesome craxycat_76 has two Choi Young/Eun Soo fics - Desperation and Lingering.

The equally awesome rockharlequin has just finished her four-part CY/ES fic. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.

And last, but not least, a super-cool Anon left me some deliciously NC-17 CY/ES fic here.

Happy reading! I am off to watch this week's Arang and the Magistrate. Spoil me and I will sic Gi Chul on you.

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I had to split it into parts, because post does not allow so many characters

Part I

After Choi Young left, Eun Soo approached the Queen: ”Do you think you can do me a favor? I know that King is a great painter. Would he draw some portraits for me?..”
King smiled, after hearing the request from the Queen: “How am I supposed to have him sit for a portrait? Should I lie that it is for a new mural commemorating Wudalchi? I’ll find a way.”

Later on that evening Eun Soo received a boxed package from lady Choi. When she opened it, there it was – her love, looking at her: smiling, serious, stoic; a few different images, but all capturing various sides of him. The king had a talent, and it was definitely not being used properly. He could make good money just drawing portraits or selling his paintings. Eun Soo laughed. She carefully folded precious paintings, putting them inside her garments. Choi Young walked in just as she finished. She blushed and looked embarrassed, but he did not notice, as it was not very bright inside the room. The sun was setting and it was time to light candles.

- Imja, ani, Eun Soo-ya. De ga…
He was stumbling. She looked at him with eyes wide open.
-Yes?
- I need to tell you something. I do not know how do to it. I am not sure if it is done at all. I do not have any experience with words as such and …

Her face expressed confusion, but she was patient. She looked at him lovingly, as always. She just liked that he was not mad with her for a change or was scolding her, he was just here, next to her, talking. That’s all. That is probably all she can have or wish for here in Gureyo. If she was in Seoul, they would go out for a night of dancing, eating and drinking, having fun and making out. There would not be a care in the world and then they could go back to her place and… She came back to her senses.

He said “your body”.
She asked “What?”

He said that he did not want any other man to ever touch or even imply that he can touch her body.
She thought that it did not make sense. Why talk like that, unless he was jealous or possessive, but of whom, and why bring it up now?

- I do not understand. Why are you talking about it? Did somebody said something about me because of our kiss? Did I put you in a bad position? Am I considered the kind of woman that ….
He did not let her finish.
- I think about you this way. I think about you and your body, you are the woman I love. Please be with me. Please be by my side. You can like me any way you want, I’ll give you all of me, body, heart and soul, for all the days we have left together. I accept your proposal. That’s it.

He could not lie and say he will forget. But he hoped that at least by stating this, it would allow them to be closer in every way.
Eun Soo was at loss for words for the first time.

He was close to her, not invading her space, but close enough that there was tension between them. She was not sure how to react to such honest and direct statement. She asked and received his answer. However, she did not expect him to stir up such confusion in her. She was fully prepared just to love him in sacrifice, to make sure he is safe. She never dared to be greedy for more.
She did not want to think of him that way, because then she would be just a woman, and he would be just a man. And then all the importance of his existence in his world in his time would be pushed aside.