"Jeonha, are you seriously dragging me here?" A very irritated looking Chief Hong complains, huffing out loud as he follows Yun Ki and Soojin down the corridors of Goryeo's People's Palace, a grand house located metres away from the Royal Court.

Young Princes and Princesses met here, engaged in cultural activities and trained to take up noble positions in the Kingdom.

Activities ranged from Painting, sowing, weaving, cooking, dancing, singing and all the way down to candle making, pottery and sports activities open to both genders.

Lovers met at The People's Palace and could be seen passing each other love letters, meeting stealthy gazes and even passing by each other whispering yearning-filled words.

Goryeo much like The Crowned Head, Wang Taeiji, was a rather open-minded and liberated Reign.

Women lived as equals and Men weren't as oppressive as the ones in Baekmin.

So when Yun Ki and Soojin walked into the Palace, they were taken aback at the way people of both genders were mingling with each other, comfortably.

"Yes, I am dragging you here. Aren't you my Chief?" Yun Ki asks, through clenched teeth as he bows before the Young Princes and Princesses he passes by.

The Chief looks perplexed, almost sweaty as he soaks in Goryeo's liberated winds.

"I mean this in the best way, trust me Jeonha, but I really should've stayed back in Baekmin." He hisses, as he walks sluggishly behind Yun Ki.

Yun Ki looks back, narrow-eyed and scoffs.

"What would you do back there? You don't have a wife to go back to, do you?" He retaliates.

Chief Hong stops in his tracks, causing both Yun Ki and Soojin to turn back and halt.

"Low blow, Your Majesty. You and I both know that I am a spinster because of you! Lord knows what you'd do without me, gone!" The Chief declares, arms crossed over his chest.

Yun Ki rubs a hand over half his face, chest deflating.

"Okay okay, I need you more than you need me. Happy? Let's go." Yun Ki accepts, walking ahead, causing Soojin and Chief Hong to hold back desperate giggles and they pass a mini high-five behind Yun Ki's back.

Soojin was happy.

She shared a congenial relationship with Chief Hong and they both were in an unsaid battle to see who could fluster Min Yun Ki the most, in a public setting.

Just as the trio walk into the Ceramic Chamber, they're met with a kind face.

"Oh! The Crowned King and Queen of Baekmin! Father had informed me of your arrival.. It's a shame that we haven't met anytime sooner.It's a pleasure to meet you both. Please allow me to introduce myself... I am the 3rd Prince of Goryeo, Wang Ji Hyun." The gentleman dressed in light blue, bows before the couple as they exchange pleasantries.

Soojin looks behind the man, to meet eyes with the lovely women who are crouching and working on a spinning wheel.

She watches their hands staining in a dark grey gloss as they manoeuvre the clay in their hands and she wonders how Yun Ki would get down and dirty.

"If you'd follow after me..Here we have the couple's working stations..Men and Women who are secretly seeing each other work here and might I add, waste a lot of clay, doing nothing." He whispers the last part over to Yun Ki, causing him to watch what the couples here are doing.

The woman is sat near the spinning wheel while the man sits behind her, intimately on the same stool, such that his front is pressed against her back as they spoon each other, sitting and caressing wet clay.

Yun Ki's cheeks heat up as he imagines being sat so close to Soojin in such a public setting and he face palms at even taking a suggestion from Wang Taeiji, knowing exactly how he'd leave him so flustered.

Chief Hong on the other hand, hasn't felt this idle and single, all his life.

He watches the couple before him and his blood pressure rises, causing him to gulp rather visibly.

Ji Hyun looks over at Chief Hong's expressions and responds, accordingly.

"Ahjussi, you must be alone. I will guide you over to where the men work, separately. This is a couple-friendly zone."

Chief Hong stutters, nervously.

"A-Ah, is that so?" He cusses, looking away.

Soojin passes him a small smile before he's escorted out by another helper.

"The two of you can seat yourselves, like the rest." The young man says, guiding the duo over to a working area.

Soojin gulps as she sits over the broad marble stool, fiddling with the pleats over her pink Hanbok, waiting to feel Yun Ki behind her.

"Jeonha, please seat yourself behind Pyeha."

[*Pyeha = Queen]

Yun Ki lets out a shaky breath, seating himself behind Soojin, legs on either side of hers such that their thighs are pressed to one another's.

Yun Ki leaves a respectful distance between his groin and Soojin's back, plastering his hands to his sides, balled up as fists.

Yun Ki can smell the Jasmine hung in Soojin's hair and he leans in, stealthily, taking a whiff of it.

"You smell sweet.." He whispers, leaning into Soojin's ear as she raises her shoulders, shyly.

"Alright, this is what we call Potter's clay. It requires you to apply pressure to break it into a soft mush rather than a hard mass, which is difficult to shape. I'd advise you to wet the surface of the clay and beat it, so that it softens. Both of you must participate. Oh and, Jeonha, please pull up your sleeves. Your jokki could get dirty."

Yun Ki nods, shakily as he pulls up his sleeves, revealing his pale skin and stretches of blue veins running up his forearms.

Soojin starts by cupping water from the vessel placed beside them as she pours it over the brown clay lump, running her hands over it.

She was used to working and getting her hands all greasy and dirty but for Yun Ki, it was a first and as he places the palm of his hand over the clay, he winces in surprise.

"I-It's so slimy.." He coos out, in wonder.

Soojin and Ji Hyun laugh at his response as Yun Ki presses his fist into the moist clay, as though he's planting a fist on his table, in anger.

Soojin watches Yun Ki's bony fingers glisten, all wet from the moist slippery clay and she glitches as she watches the veins over his knuckles protrude out every time he squeezes a handful of clay, dedicatedly.

"Soojin-ah, squeeze it too..I'm doing all the work." He complains, in a hushed tone and she feels his breath on her neck as he's completely engulfing her frail figure with his own as his arms wound around her to reach the clay.

The respectful distance that was once maintained, is eradicated as Yun Ki moves forwards, hips working like a bloody piston as he jerks forward, nudging Soojin's back with his groin.

Yun Ki coughs a little, watching how nudged he is with Soojin and looks away, immediately.

Soojin presses into the clay as Ji Hyun has now wandered off to another couple.

Yun Ki makes small grunts as he presses into the clay with all his might, causing it to crumple into small bits and pieces.

"I'm pretty sure you don't have to press so hard.." Soojin mumbles as she's kneading the wet mass, joining the bits that have fallen off the edges because of Yun Ki's excessive pressure application.

"I like pressing it that way.." He purrs into her ear, stealthily as his hands settle over Soojin's, covering the surface that wasn't touching the brown muck and he squeezes into her hand, fingers laced with hers.

Soojin's mind is numb as she watches his long and thick digits swallow her small ones, whole.

She gulps as he squeezes into the clay via the force he has on her hand and spurts of clay spill past their grasp.

It's so dirty, almost as though he's insinuating something.

And, she's all for it.

"You like it?" He whispers, against her neck, lips grazing her soft skin, sending goosebumps to rise all over her skin.

Soojin remains silent, almost as though she's afraid of getting caught.

Yun Ki's hand leaves hers as it trails over the bumps decorating her forearm.

"You seem to be enjoying it.."

Soojin could roll her head back and it'd fall back over his shoulders.

She could go berserk and take him here.

Especially after she'd held back, last night.

Yun Ki, on the other hand, doesn't realise what has come over him.

The romantic air in the room has seeped into his brain and sent him on in overdrive and all of a sudden, he can't keep his hands away from his wife.

He wants to run his soiled hands all over her neck, he wants to shape her and press into her as though she's the clay he needs to mould into a statue.

Just as he's about to tempt Soojin any further, Ji Hyun walks over to them, smiling at their proximity.

"Looks like the two of you have really broken into the clay! Good teamwork." He cheers, merrily.

Soojin's cheeks are heated and her skin lies feverish against the clay.

"Alright now, place the mass over this Pottery Wheel..You have a pedal under the marble table and just placing your foot over it will cause the wheel to rotate and it'd become easier for you to shape or throw the clay and you can even cut off pieces or add lumps of clay while it's moving. Please ensure, however, that you have your hands over your clay at all times, so as to prevent it from just flying off of the wheel..So one of you can spread your hands over it, shaping it gently and the other can moisten it.." He continues as Soojin bends backwards to view the paddle under the table, leaning into Yun Ki's hard body.

The couple nod at the Young Man as Soojin places her hands over the lump of clay, pressing the pedal with her heel.

In an instant, the clay manoeuvres around her hand and attempts to dislodge and just then, Yun Ki steps in and handles the clay from dismounting, causing Ji Hyun, their personal cheerleader, to clap his hands in excitement.

Soojin looks at Yun Ki's side profile as he has his mouth open agape, handling the clay.

He looks back at her and her breath hitches tight, the muscle arounds her neck straining as she stares into his deep brown eyes.

"You're doing great! Keep at i-it.." Ji Hyun escapes, leaving the couple gazing at each other as the wheel spins.

Soojin's mouth goes dry as she gulps, causing Yun Ki's eyes to trail down at her throat, where he can see a glint of red escaping past her collar and he smirks.

"Water.." He whispers, lips inches away from hers and Soojin stares at his pink pouty lips, looking all soft and kissable but she is brought back to reality with a nudge of his thigh.

"What?" She questions, eyes snapping back to his eyes.

"The clay's dry.." He says, looking at the clay that has been spinning in their hands, dry and ready to crack.

Soojin's head snaps to the Wheel as she sprinkles water over it, watching the lump of clay rise to a cylindrical shape.

Yun Ki's hands lace with hers, again as they raise the clay, together.

"I bet you're as wet as the clay, right now.." He mumbles and Soojin raises an eyebrow, raising her guard.

"You wish I were.." She snaps back, flirtingly.

Yun Ki scoffs a little, small evil laugh leaving past his lips.

"That's not what I felt, last night.." He breathes out, pressing his thighs shut and squeezing Soojin's thighs, the ones resting between his, even closer, nudging her thighs in such a way that her thighs are pressing together to feel over her crotch and she can feel her cotton panties stick to her core, at just the right spot, causing her to bite over her lower lips.

"You feel it?" He teases.

Soojin wishes she could turn over and seat herself over Yun Ki's parted thighs, wishes she could make him feel just how wet she is.

"On-Once this class is over, y-you and I nee-need to talk.." Soojin stutters, toes curling inside her sandals, neck flexing to look up at him.

Yun Ki's a professional, almost.

As he looks unbothered.

"In our chamber. I don't care what time it is or whoever wishes to meet us. I need to see you the way I did last night.." He exhales.

"..Perched over the handrail, knuckles stuffed into your mouth, holding back your mewls..or, I swear I'll go crazy, Soojin.." He says, looking straight into her eyes as his hands are now guiding Soojin's hand into fists, causing the cylindrical shape of the clay to crumple into a toppled over mass, one that spins with the wheel as Soojin's hands claw his fingers.

"Get us out of here, now.." She mutters, pressing into his crotch, one that causes his eyes to roll to the back of his head, eyelids fluttering close as he pounds his wrist on the rotating wheel, bringing it to an abrupt pause, from the pressure, causing pairs of eyes to look over their way.

"What happened, here?" Ji Hyun asks, eyes widened at the mess they'd made.

Splatters of brown clay spilled over Soojin's beautiful fabric.

Yun Ki stands up in an instant, grabbing Soojin's wrists with his dirty hands.

"U-Uh, we need to leave. S-Soojin's not feeling well. Something about her stomach." He lies, looking right into Ji Hyun's eyes.

Ji Hyun's expressions fade as he looks at Soojin, upset.

"Aish, please excuse yourselves and don't hesitate to ask for any help. You're the guest of Goryeo." He bows, watching the duo fare him a goodbye and walking towards the exit.

Just as they're leaving, they hear a familiar voice.

"Jeonha! Here!" Chief Hong calls as he's moulding his clay into a teapot, pointing proudly at his detailed creation.

Yun Ki signals him a thumbs up.

"Continue! We're going back to Our Chamber.." He mouths as The Chief huffs in confusion.

"Why am I never able to understand what is happening?" He questions himself as he watches Yun Ki and Soojin hurry out, arms coated in dried clay.

Yun Ki intertwines his hands with Soojin's as they rush out of The People's Palace and back to the main building.

He turns back and watches Soojin's lip caught between her teeth and he stops in his tracks, looking around, watching the hall empty and pushes her against a wall.

His body is pressing into hers as his hands are palming her waist, traveling upwards, to her supple mounds.

"What are you doing to me, huh? It's like I go crazy when I see you.." He mutters, watching around once more before he angles her jaw with a clay soaked hand and connects their lips in a sloppy kiss, all tongue and sucking.

His palms are rubbing over her clothed chest as she fists the jacket lying over his sides.

He releases her lip with a loud pop, nudging his nose into hers.

"You're achingly delicious, Soojin-ah.." He whispers, squeezing her right breast as her eyes are fluttered closed in anticipation.

"T-Take us back and I'll give you-you an heir.." She mouths, breathless, hand flying over his that fondles her breast.

Yun Ki recedes from her body and pulls her out to the main building as the Sun beats down on them.

The anticipation is at an all time high and Yun Ki's knees could give up any moment from how light-headed he's feeling.

Just as they're taking a right to walk towards their Chamber, they're met by The King and Queen of Goryeo, who look as though they're awaiting their arrival.

Wang Taeiji huffs as they watch the couple prod in, hastily.

Faces and clothes covered in muck as they look as though they've gotten back from a battle.

"Wang Taeiji, what brings you here?" Yun Ki asks, bowing, out of breath.

The Queen wipes Soojin's cheek, that had a streak of clay splayed over it.

"Aigoo, you guys look so messy.." She tuts.

Wang Taeiji laughs at their demeanour.

"This is my Palace, isn't it, Yun Ki-ssi?" He responds, slyly.

Yun Ki could not be any more impatient and the fact that he's having to succumb to small talk is driving him crazy.

"Anywho, The Queen and I have planned something for the two of you.." He speaks, signalling over to his Queen, who stares at the newly-wed couple with cupids in her eyes.

"Since we know how the two of you have only recently grown fond of each other and are even planning on trying for an heir, Jeonha and I have decided to get you married, again. Married with your heart's in the right place, with rings adorning both your fingers.." She completes and Soojin's lips curl into a whole hearted smile.

"That sounds, wonderful!" She chimes and Yun Ki watches her glow up and all he wants in that very moment is, to relive her walking into his life, again and this time, with her all.

"I'm all for it.." Yun Ki looks back at the elderly couple.

"But, can we go in, now?" He asks, grip over Soojin's hand tightening as his other hand is reaching over to the door handle.

Wang Taeiji rests a hand over Yun Ki's wrist, halting him.

"Wait, that's not all..We'd also like you to stay away from each other, before the ceremony." He completes.

Yun Ki couldn't be any angrier in the moment and he loves Wang Taeiji but, in this very moment, he's been cockblocked.

"Distance makes the heart grow fonder..so, Soojin, you'll stay with me and you Yun Ki, will stay with Wang, for the rest of today and until tomorrow's ritual. Just so you can officially celebrate the Bedding Ceremony..Besides, it's considered auspicious." The Queen mutters, grabbing Soojin's hand.

The couple look over at them in bewilderment.

"MWO?!" They chime in unison.

[*Mwo = What?]

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