"Dressing Zico"

Things were breaking. Wood, glass, Ji-Yong, Zico. All I could do was lay there and listen. I tried to yell but it was no use. I tried to push the cloth out of my mouth but it didn’t work. Ji-Yong had apparently been a Boyscout because he knew his knots and I was going nowhere.
All of a sudden and for just a split second, there was a huge bang that I assumed was the door being slammed open and the breaking stopped.
“Out now!” I heard Kim Hwan yell at the top of his lungs. It sounded like what you would think a giant mountain would sound like if it could yell at you.
My first thought was, Oh eff! I’m naked! My second thought was, Oh eff! I’m tied to the bed! My third thought was, Oh fuck! Kim Hwan is going to be the one to release me!
At least it wasn’t Kim Marco. I couldn’t have let that happen. I tried to think of someone quick that Kim Hwan could call to come and untie me but my mind went blank. I didn’t have any close female friends in Korea. That was sad. Then I thought of Jong. Hell no! There was no way he would untie me!
The ruckus had resumed and now Kim Hwan was a part of it. I wished I could see what was happening! Soon both Ji-Yong and Zico were yelling at Hwan to let them go and there were no more punching noises. Their voices became more distant as they were being dragged from the room. The front door opened and I heard the two men being forcibly ejected. Then the door slammed and locked. I hope he let Ji-Yong get his clothes!
“Miss Elizabeth?” Kim Hwan yelled from the just outside the bedroom door.
“Mmm hmmm,” I muffled.
He waited. “I’m going to come in and untie you. Okay? I didn’t want to scare you.”
I could feel myself blush from my hair to my tippy toes. Damn you,Zico!
As Hwan untied my knots, he talked to me. I think it was as much to ease his embarrassment as mine. “Don’t worry, Miss Elizabeth. The human body is a beautiful thing and you have nothing to be ashamed of. I’m not looking anywhere I’m not supposed to. I promise. My brother would cut out my eyes for me if I were to do something like that. I respect you too much to disrespect you in such a way.”
He kept on this way until I was untied. If he had untied my mouth first, I could have told him to cover me with a blanket and then untie me. But he left my mouth for last.
I didn’t know what to say. We were both uncomfortable and I didn’t know how to thank him so after I wrapped my comforter around myself, I hugged Kim Hwan and said thank you and sent him on his way. Then I surveyed the damage to my bedroom. Pretty much everything except me and the bed was broken or smashed. I was going to need a new dresser. And my mirror would need to be replaced. All of my perfume was destroyed. Not that I had anything expensive but it was nice. And Zico was going to pay for all of it!
I went to find my phone and I sent Ji-Yong a text.
Elizabeth: Oh my God Ji-Yong! I’m so sorry! What happened? Please don’t be angry with me!
As soon as I hit send, I heard a buzzing coming from the bedroom. Oh no! I thought.
I ran to the bedroom and looked around for the buzzing. I found the pile of Ji-Yong’s clothes in the corner and picked them up. His phone was in his pocket and the temptation to look through it was overwhelming. But I didn’t. Then it hit me! Where did Ji-Yong go without his clothes and his phone?
Putting on a shirt and a pair of shorts I found in the rubble, I took his clothes and ran for the door. I didn’t know what else to do except talk to Kim Hwan about where Ji-Yong had gone.
When I opened the door I found what would, on a normal day, have been a treat. But today it was more of a scary sadness. Ji-Yong looked up at me from the floor. He was still naked but now sported a lot of cuts and bruises. He was also sporting a very sour angry look and I couldn’t blame him.
“Oh my God, Ji-Yong. I’m so sorry,” I started to say.
He hurried off of the floor and pushed me back into the apartment. When we were in and he had closed the door, he turned to me and pulled me into him. His mouth mashed into mine and he kissed me like he never had before. He devoured me and I melted. I dropped his clothes and his phone made a thunk on the floor. He was holding me up as his kiss made me lose muscle control in my legs and I was leaning back into his arms.
When his mouth left my mouth and began working on my neck, I tried to find my breath and I managed to get out, “You aren’t mad at me?”
“Of course not,” he said against my neck. His hot breath on my wet skin finished off what strength I had left. “I’m mad at Zico. And that body guard of yours.”
“No, don’t be mad at Kim Hwan,” I said as he continued his kisses down along my shoulder. “He was doing his job. He was protecting me.”
“I could have handled it. He threw me out in the hallway naked. Zico laughed at me as he was leaving! Fucking Bastard!” He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes and held either side of my head with his soft hands. “Zico is going to pay for everything that he broke. I promise. He is going to pay for coming in here too. And I am going to pay for a top security system so that he can never come in here uninvited again! Do you understand?”
I did. I couldn’t verbalize it because of the intensity of Ji-Yong’s eyes on mine. They weren’t staring at me. They were staring into me. I nodded.
Ji-Yong let me go. “Now, I’m going to get dressed and the security of this building and I are going to have a long involved, and probably very loud, talk.” He bent to pick up his clothes. Still breathless, I watched as his muscles contracted and relaxed. Ji-Yong was so beautiful.
Standing up, he gave me a quick kiss and a smile and said, “I’ll call you tonight.”
“Okay,” I said. And watched him walk out the door.
The rest of the night was spent cleaning up my bedroom and ignoring Zico’s calls and texts. Security called once to apologize for letting Zico have a key. They assured me that the person that gave him the key had been terminated. I tried to fight for their job because I knew how convincing Zico could be when he wanted something. But the head of security wouldn’t budge. He told me that if Zico had come up here and hurt me that they would be liable and they prided themselves on being a safe place to live. I could see his point.
I took a hot bath and watched as my phone buzzed over and over on the side of the tub. I was waiting for a call from Ji-Yong but I was getting so sleepy from the heat of the water and the smell of lavender bubble bath that I began to nod off.
All of a sudden, the splashing of water shocked me and I jumped and squealed a little. Water sloshed over the side taking a great deal of the bubbles with it. When I saw who was sitting on his knees in front of me in the tub, I tried to pull all of the bubbles I could collect up to me as some sort of protective barrier.
“Why in the hell didn’t you answer your phone?” he asked in an angry tone.
“I didn’t want to talk to you,” I answered.
“Too fucking bad! You will talk to me whenever I want you to! You belong to me,” he said and moved closer. I tried to close my legs but he had gotten in between them. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me closer to him. My head almost slipped under the water and bubbles went into my mouth. I sputtered.
“Zico! What are you doing here? Get the eff out of my tub!” I fruitlessly began to try to peel his fingers from my ankles and his grip tightened, hurting me.
“I’m not going anywhere. You are mine! You always were and always will be and I’m going to prove it to you!” Zico tugged on my ankles again, this time harder. I slid up very close to him and he wrapped his arms around me, his wet t-shirt clinging to both of us. Putting his hand behind my head, he leaned me back into the water and put his mouth over mine. It took my breath away which was good because we both went under the water.
His hot wet tongue filled my mouth and I tried to pull away… at first. He pulled us up out of the water and slid my back against the tub, pressing into me as his tongue continued to invade my softening mouth. If I were a superhero, my weakness would be Zico. I just couldn’t fight him for long. One day I would admit to myself that I would always want him. Need him. But not today!
As his fingers made their way down my thigh I raised my hand out of the water and hit him in the side of the head as hard as I could. It worked. In a way. He moved away from me and held the side of his head but the look in his eyes told me that I had made a huge mistake. Immediately I tried to get out of the tub. He was quicker.
Grabbing my leg and pulling me back down into the hot water, he said, “Where the fuck do you think you are going? Think I’m that easy to stop? You should know better.” He laughed an almost evil laugh into my ear as he grabbed a handful of my wet hair and pulled my face close to his. “I ALWAYS get what I want!” He bit my ear and I cried out. “Mmmmm,” he growled.
With his fingers still entwined in my hair, he turned me away from him, splashing water everywhere. I had been naked and exposed with Zico before but my face still flushed red and I felt hot being in such a vulnerable position in front of him as he lifted my hips and pulled my thighs apart. For some reason, the fact that he still had clothes on while I was naked made it more embarrassing. I tried to sit up but he pushed me back down onto all fours. The lavender bubbles filled my nose and I sneezed. He laughed. HE LAUGHED! ASS!
I could hear him unzipping his jeans and I began to squirm. But every time I moved his hand pulled my hair tighter. I watched the water swirl as he struggled to pull his pants down and I realized that I wasn’t that upset that this was happening. The feeling I was having wasn’t a bad one. I was excited. A little. Ok… a lot. I still wanted Zico. I’m an idiot!
He invaded my body once again. He entered the part of me that was secretly aching to be filled by him. I missed his touch, his body, his attention. I missed him. I missed Zico. As he “violated” me I realized how much I still wanted him. All of him. I wanted to take back everything that the bitch Alicia took from me! My job. My position. MY ZICO.
My eyes grew hot and tears fell in huge drops into the water below and I began to moan as I watched them make concentric circles that grew bigger until they ran into each other. Every touch of his skin on mine brought me around more and more to the fact that Zico was still mine. And just as he took what was his, I would take back what was mine. I was going to take Zico back from Alicia Wright!
Zico pulled me up against him as he reached the climax he had worked toward. I loved the feeling of him loosening up around me. But then, he roughly turned me around. He stood up and water should have gone everywhere but he was dry. His clothes, his hair, everything was dry and I was confused. He stepped out of the tub and walked over to me. Putting his hands on either of my shoulders he pushed me under the water. I could faintly hear my phone ringing and I began to struggle against him.
I opened my eyes and came up from under the water sputtering. I looked around but Zico was gone. As my mind cleared and I stared over at my phone that was still ringing like crazy, I came to the realization that he had never been here. I had fallen asleep. But, now I knew what my heart wanted. What I really wanted. And I knew what I was going to do. Alicia Wright was as good as gone!

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