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Pain into Pleasure

ღPairing: Seonghwa x Reader (f) ღGenre: enemies to lovers au, Modern Wizardry School au ღWord Count: 3,853 ღWarnings: rough sex, pain kink with a twist, scratching, biting, spanking, hair pulling, the threat of choking, f and m orgasm ღRated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot

ღSummary: You’re a new teacher at the Twilight Academy, bumping into a supposed teacher and sleeping with them the day before you start. Little did you know… it wasn’t simply a teacher you were sleeping with insert pained smile expression here

ღDedication: @mejuii @downtoamagicalland sometimes I think I write Seonghwa just for you to tell me this version is your new favorite @flurrys-creativity why do you do this to me. but thank you. ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

You settled into a creaky wooden chair, feeling quite happy with yourself. You had landed your dream job at your dream school, teaching, well, dreams. You were a happy white magic user, specializing in Dream Magic. You were to help the students at the Twilight Academy delve into the world of dreams. You were quite excited to be teaching your specialty magics and even more excited to be doing it at the esteemed Twilight Academy.

Now, to have a nice dinner at the pub attached to the inn you were sleeping at before your first day at the academy.

“What will it be, Sweetheart?” You looked up to see a wicked smile on the face of a dark haired man.

You cocked your head. “What do you recommend?”

He leaned his hip against the table. “New in town?”

You nodded, “I start at Twilight tomorrow.”

He looked impressed. “The new Dreams teacher, I assume?”

You raised an eyebrow and he laughed. “Small town. Everyone knows everything. I’m Wooyoung. I own the pub portion of the inn.”

“Well, Wooyoung. I’m a bit cold and I haven’t eaten much due to my excitement for this new leg of my life.”

Wooyoung nodded astutely. “One bowl of Hearty Jambalaya coming right up. You can handle spice, right?”

“Mmmm,” You hummed in appreciation, “My mouth is watering already.”

While you were waiting for your dinner to be served, the door to the outside opened and in breezed in someone who looked holier than thou. His bright white hair drew attention immediately, if not for the aura of authority around him. He sat down primly on a chair, taking the table that dominated the back corner of the room. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose to peer at the menu but then waved it away immediately. You felt your mouth lifting up in a sneer. By the looks of his golden embroidered jacket, with the feather embellishment, he was probably the school’s Demon Summoning Teacher. Those black magic users were always full of themselves.

“Oh, don’t break my heart and say you want Seonghwa along with your Jambalaya?” Wooyoung frowned deeply, approaching your table with your order.

You pasted a smile on your face. “No, I was thinking quite the opposite in fact.”

“Good,” Wooyoung grinned, “Now take a spoonful of this and tell me it warms your soul.”

You did so, groaning at how the flavors melted on your tongue. “That is exactly what I need.”

“That’s my magic power, knowing what dish my clients need. Eat up and then promise you’ll visit me once you get settled into Twilight Academy.”

Wooyoung was pushy, to be sure, but in a friendly and flirty way. You liked him immediately. “Promise.”

You watched as Wooyoung weaved his way through the room until he reached the man that was in the corner. “Ah, Seonghwa, what can I get for you, Mister High and Mighty?”

Seonghwa stared down his nose at Wooyoung. “I have a proper title, Wooyoung. Would it kill you to use it?”

“It would kill me, as in kill my soul. Now. A glass of 1609 Monastrell and a plate of penne pasta marinara?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly at Wooyoung. “How you do that every time, I’ll never know.”

Wooyoung winked at Seonghwa. “You don’t know everything, Seonghwa.”

You decided the quicker you ate, the faster you’d be warm and you could get this Seonghwa out of your imagery until you had to see him at school the next day. And maybe even then, you wouldn’t have to interact with him too much. Hopefully.

“Excuse me but I don’t think I’ve seen you in here before?” The man with the holier than thou expression was in front of your table now. He had a small smile on his face, like it was difficult for him to maintain.

“New to town,” You said, frostiness coating your tongue. Did you mention you really hated black magic wielders?

“My name is Seonghwa, nice to make your acquaintance.”

You stared at his hand and sighed. Probably best not to make a bad impression yet. You shook his hand and felt a zap of energy. You stared up at Seonghwa in disbelief. “Did you really just test your magic against mine right now?” It was the rudest form of greeting amongst magic users, really. How dare he?

Seonghwa’s smile widened a fraction. “Just a simple test.”

You narrowed your eyes up at the man. “Let go of my hand.”

Seonghwa did as you commanded but to your chagrin, he took the seat opposite of you. “You don’t like me very much, do you?”

“You certainly haven’t made a good impression of yourself, Master Black Magic User.”

“Good guess.”

You rolled your eyes. “No need to guess. You walk like you own the place and you dress like you're a pompous fool. Majority of your kind do.”

Wooyoung entered the main room from the kitchens and frowned. “Seonghwa?”

Seonghwa waved Wooyoung over without looking his way. “I’ll take my food over here, Wooyoung.”

Wooyoung didn’t look like he liked the sound of that but nonetheless deposited the plate and glass of wine in front of Seonghwa. “Whatever you wish, H--.”

“Now, you were just about to introduce yourself, were you not?” Seonghwa said. He took his utensils and began to dig into his dish. Wooyoung pushed his tongue out behind Seonghwa’s back at being cut off and made you giggle.

“No, I don’t believe I was,” You said. “And actually, I believe I’m done here. You’ve spoiled my appetite.”

Seonghwa watched, his lips stained with marinara sauce. His tongue came out absent-mindedly to lick the sauce away. His long tongue. His long, long, long tongue. Now that wasn’t something you saw every day.

“Then perhaps you’ll indulge me?” Seonghwa wondered.

“In telling you who I am?” You laughed mirthlessly, “To a black magic user? Would you like a lock of my hair while we’re at it? No, I don’t think I will.”

“Well, that’s going to make it awkward later when you’re screaming my name but I won’t know how to address you.” He took a deep drink of his wine, eyes twinkling over the glass’s rim.

You sputtered. How presumptuous? How the hell did he think you were going to invite him to your bed? “Wooyoung?” You shouted instead.

“Yes, my new favorite customer?” Wooyoung pushed through the small doors that broke up the main room from the kitchen.

“Do you want me to pay up front or add it to my tab for the inn with my room?” You stood up, gathering the book you had been planning on reading during dinner. “And please, don’t take insult to the food remaining on my plate. It was delicious. My dinner partner, however, was not.”

Wooyoung smirked knowingly. “I’ll add it to your tab so you can make a quick getaway.”

“Good day to you, Sir,” You sneered and began to leave the pub so you could get back into the inn and make your way to your room.

“Wait a moment, Mistress White Magic User.” Seonghwa used the same term you had thrown at him earlier.

“This white magic user is about to use her magic against you if you keep this up,” You declared, spinning on your heel to turn around and address Seonghwa.

“I’ve a proposal for you.” Seonghwa leaned against the archway opening.

“I very much doubt I would like to hear it,” You attempted to shut him down.

Seonghwa lifted a finger. “Hear me out first. Then you may decline… or acquiesce.”

You sighed heavily. “Hurry up then.”

“I’ve a spell that can translate pain into pleasure,” Seonghwa announced.

“Surely you don’t think I could trust you with something like that?” You said bewildered.

“You’re not tempted?” Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at you. “Your aura changed when I zapped you with my magic.”

This beanpole was implying that you enjoyed the small token of pain he had gifted you with. Then there was that long tongue that you had categorized while he was eating. You looked down at his feet. They were large. Shit.

Seonghwa passed through the doorframe and offered his arm for you. “Shall we?”

What did you really have to lose? You doubted you’d get much action once you were being housed with the rest of the teachers at Twilight. This could be the last time before you spend an entire semester dedicated to your students.

“Fine,” You said crisply, avoiding his offered arm. “And I’ll have you know I know the perfect infertility spell to accompany yours.”

"Certainly." You went up the stairs, Seonghwa following behind you. "We couldn't possibly have little reminders of our night together. Black and white magic user little darlings. Wouldn't be becoming of either of us."

You stopped suddenly on the stairs. "Why in the world would you say that?" You turned around on the staircase.

"It's true, isn't it?" He quirked an eyebrow at you. "We can't let that happen."

You turned around and continued back straight away to your rooms. "Be quick or I'll start to rethink this."

"No," Seonghwa said, calling your bluff. "I don't think you will."

"Oh, Master of seduction now are you?" You opened your door and waved your hand to show you were waiting for him to enter.

Seonghwa ducked his head, laughing quietly. He put his hands in his pockets and walked to stand in front of you. "You want seduction? I thought you were a woman of practicality."

You laughed mirthlessly. "If I was a woman of practicality, I wouldn't have said yes."

"Then seduction you will get."

Gentle, beautiful hands cupped your cheeks. Lips pressed kisses to your jaw as those fingers tilted your head upwards. "Should I treat you like a flower?" Those same fingers wrapped around your neck, slightly cutting off your breath, not enough to stop breathing, but enough to threaten. "Or are you a bruised peach?"

With your eyes on the ceiling, you squeaked, “What about your spell?"

Seonghwa leaned in to whisper into your ear, releasing your windpipe. "You've not been seduced very many times, have you?"

You seethed with rage. "Are you determined to keep me angry instead of turned on?"

"I like your anger. It tastes yummy."

You shuddered. "The spell Seonghwa."

"You first. I can't promise to stop after I start mine."

You called upon Aphrodite to deny your womb all fruits that could be born on this day, your ancient Greek rolling off your tongue. Your eyes glowed yellow while the spell took shape and the goddess worked through you. A red rose took form, appearing as if it had grown from your stomach. It then wilted and in a poof of red smoke was gone.

"Your ancient Greek is beautiful," Seonghwa murmured.

"Can we go inside my room now or would you rather an audience?" You hissed.

Seonghwa’s voice grew deep as he went into your room and spoke Norse. You closed the door as a boat drifted in front of you and then crashed into your forehead, poofing out of existence. "Freyr, really?"

Seonghwa adjusted his glasses. "Black magic user, remember?"

You brought your hands to the top of your sweater to remove it but Seonghwa’s hands closed over yours on the first button. "Please, allow me."

You watched with your breath held as Seonghwa took his time unbuttoning each and every button of your cardigan. It revealed a baby blue lingerie set that looked wonderful against your skin. Seonghwa seemed to think so as well, his fingers skimming your chest along the lacy cups. His nails dug a little harshly next and you gasped. You saw what he had done. You knew that his nails were digging into your skin but you felt immense pleasure from it. Seonghwa soothed the red marks with the pads of his fingers. His eyes peeked over the rims of his glasses. “Good?”

“Yup, the spell works,” You confirmed.

Seonghwa lowered his eyes back to your body and began to leave soft kisses down the valley of your breasts and continuing down your torso. He dragged his nails down your sides and you couldn't help but gasp again. The sensation was odd when one was expecting pain but it certainly wasn’t unpleasant.

Seonghwa smiled knowingly when he got to the waistband of your pants, on his knees now. “Just wait until I bite you.”

“Seonghwa,” You said his name with just a hint of hesitation.

His eyes rolled up to meet yours. Simply the image of his head at level with your pelvis was making you swallow in an attempt to locate some moisture to your mouth. "Yes?"

"What about your clothes?" You weren't sure why you were whispering but it felt imperative to do so.

Seonghwa quirked an amused eyebrow up at you. “Worried I might be deformed or hiding tentacles from my black magic dealings?”

You choked on your own saliva and avoided his gaze. “No.”

“What is it that you want then, lover?” He was going to make you say it out loud. What a Sadist.

You could feel your neck and face heat up. “Am I to be the only one removing clothes?” You persisted stubbornly.

“Let me take care of you first,” Seonghwa lowered his eyes back to your stomach. He pushed his lips inwards. “I want to taste your anger on your skin.”

The waistband of your pants were undone, pulled downwards and Seonghwa’s long tongue came out to play. He licked a strip along your stomach, humming and sounding discontent. “Not angry enough.”

You pursed your lips. “Seonghwa,” you said his name in warning.

“Wooyoung saw us leave to go to your rooms, you know. That bridge will have been burnt by now. He’s probably figuring out what dishes I hate the most to prepare next time I dine here. It’s too bad, I hear he’s quite the lay. You might have to come back to me for more if you’re looking for something delectable in this sleepy town.”

You felt your anger boil up. “Why are you bringing Wooyoung up? And who are you to assume that I would want anything from you after this? All of you damn black magic users are full of yourselves.”

Seonghwa licked another strip, this one along your hip. “Much better.”

“Seonghwa! Is there any reason you’re delaying this?” You moved to take a step back but his fingers dug into the flesh of your butt to stop you. You hissed in pleasure as a result.

“Simply enjoying myself,” Seonghwa murmured.

Without another word, Seonghwa tugged your pants off, holding your hand to keep you stable while you neatly stepped out of them. Then he cocked your leg so that he could throw it over his shoulder. He didn’t even bother to pull your underwear off, simply pulling it to the side and gave your clit a sneaky little kitten lick. When you yelped for him, he dove eagerly further into your cunt. His dark eyes remained glued to your face, watching for your reactions. His fingers continued to give you little jolts of pleasure, blunt nails digging into your skin.

It felt too intimate to allow him to make you come with his tongue alone so you called a halt to it as you felt your climax languidly build due to his ministrations. “Seonghwa,” You said his name, voice husky.

As if on cue, he allowed himself one last long lick up your cunt and then sat back on the heels of his feet. “So eager for my cock that you must stop me?” He sounded a cross between frustrated and amused.

It was your turn to quirk an eyebrow at him. “Enjoy eating pussy that much, Seonghwa, that you complain about having to stop?”

“Touché.” Seonghwa somewhat simmered down.

Seonghwa stood up and began to remove his jacket. He folded it neatly and placed it on a chair. He then undid his cufflinks, placing them in his pants pockets and then worked on the buttons of his shirt. “See? No tentacles.” No, but there were scars. You didn’t ask and Seonghwa didn’t tell.

“How would you like me, lover?” Seonghwa smiled crookedly.

You mentally told your heart to hush, erratically beating all of a sudden. “Sit,” You commanded.

Seonghwa chuckled as you turned around to sit on his lap. He yanked his pants downwards, keeping his underwear on. “Afraid if you make any more eye contact with me that I’ll be able to read your mind?”

“Actually, I was attempting to think of a good position to take advantage of your spell, but if you’d prefer the face to face, heart to heart, we can certainly rearrange things.”

“Would you do that for me?” Seonghwa, in response, pulled down your sweater until it was hanging from your elbows and bit down at your shoulder.

You shuddered as the bit sparked something in your lower half once again, ignoring his poke at you. Between the two of you, you managed to line Seonghwa's cock up with your hole and you sank down on him. And sank. And sank. When your ass finally felt the soft material of his underwear, you sighed. “Long enough for you?” Seonghwa purred into your ear.

“A little warning would have been nice,” You said with a squeaky voice.

“What’s the fun in that?” And with that, Seonghwa slapped your ass. You moaned out loud, the pleasant sensations radiating from the handprint now on your ass.

“Again?” Seonghwa wondered.

You nodded, not trusting yourself with your mouth open. Seonghwa did it again and you moaned just as loudly. You became very wet as he alternated cheeks. If this was how it was going to be and he was only seated inside of you…

“Grab ahold of my hair and start thrusting into me…please?” You asked.

Seonghwa wove his hand into your hair, giving an experimental tug that gave you good tingles on your scalp and then said, “It would be my pleasure.”

You would have been embarrassed by the lewd sounds that were coming from your lower half if you weren’t completely absorbed by the pleasure you were receiving. The systematic tugs of your hair, the harsh grip of his other hand on your hip and the accurate thrusts inside of you were practically heaven. Perhaps there was a reason the man was full of himself. He was certainly a skilled lover; of that you were certain.

“How loud are you going to scream for me when you climax?” Seonghwa wondered out loud, “You think Wooyoung will hear all the way down in his kitchen?”

“Seong--Hwa!” You broke up his name into two very long syllables, his thrusts being part of the reason you did so.

“You are too fun to torture,” Seonghwa chuckled. “Shall I put you out of your misery?”

“Are…you…close?” You panted before you realized how that sounded.

“Oh? Does my pleasure also matter all of a sudden?” Seonghwa queried.

“Seonghwa!” You shouted, anger making you a bit more coherent.

“Yes, lover, I’ll be coming with you. Such a thoughtful darling little White Magic User you are.”

Whatever rebuttal that was coming out of your mouth was lost because in a few more thrusts, you were coming undone. Your climax hit you like a tidal wave, wiping everything away other than the pleasure zooming through your nerves. You cried out loudly, body becoming a ragdoll for Seonghwa to fuck. You whined as Seonghwa climaxed as well, biting into your shoulder once again. And by the feel of the pleasure from it, it was going to leave a very good mark.

Your head lay back on Seonghwa’s shoulder as you somehow managed to gather your senses and come back to your body. “You were so good for me,” Seonghwa cooed.

“Pat my head and I will bite you,” You groaned.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, lover,” Seonghwa purred.

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You woke the next morning to an empty bed, and thanked your lucky star you didn’t have to kick anyone out of it. You dressed in a beautiful blazer and skirt of dark blue with whimsical pastel clouds that moved across the blue like aurora borealis. You had paid a pretty penny for the fabric but you were looking to make a good impression on the Director.

You were escorted to the Director’s Office, where he was sitting looking out the very large windows to the entirety of the school’s grounds. The chair was high-backed, so you couldn't even see a hint of his hair.

“Director?” You called out, smoothing your skirt under you as you sat.

“Welcome!” The director turned in his chair and then the both of you were staring at each other with wide eyes.

“You?!” You stood up abruptly, pointing a very rude finger at Seonghwa.

“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” Seonghwa said, a crooked smile growing on his face.

“No, it is not pleasant!” You shouted.

Seonghwa’s smile widened to a grin. “You were certainly pleased last night.”

“What I am not pleased with,” You said through gritted teeth, “Is that apparently I have slept with my boss!”

“How about we talk about it over dinner in my room tonight?” Seonghwa offered.

You groaned loudly. “This is ridiculous.”

Seonghwa’s eyes studied your outfit. “You are dressed to impress me.”

“And you’re wearing the exact same ensemble from the other night?” You screeched.

Seonghwa preened. “Corpse Crow Feathers are my favorite. Reminds my students of who I used to be during the war. Keeps them in line.”

You buried your face into your hands. “What did I ever do to deserve this?”

“Look on the bright side, Mistress White Magic User. At least we won’t have to deal with the sexual tension between us for an entire semester until you ultimately succumb to me during the Christmas break.”

You opened your mouth to spew insults to your boss but were interrupted by a man with yellow and orange hair. He bursted into the office, eyes wide. “Director Park--!” His eyes immediately focused on you

“What seems to be the emergency now, Professor Song?”

Professor Song ignored Seonghwa. “Song Mingi, Elements Professor,” He offered a hand with fingertips singed permanently, “A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Mingi, the emergency?” Seonghwa demanded.

Mingi smiled goofily. “Students in the Dreamer Dorms seem to have invited a Fire demon in order to light a bonfire for s'mores. I’ve kept the fire back but we need your expertise to un-summon the demon.”

Seonghwa sighed. “Very well. And it's ‘dismiss’ a demon, Professor Song, how many times must I tell you?”

“Shall I take care of the new professor?” Mingi grinned widely at you.

Seonghwa halted before he left his office, speaking over his shoulder. “You will accompany me. And I have satisfied all of the Dreams Professor’s needs already.”

You winced at the implications. He was never going to let go of this, was he? It’s official. It wasn’t even your full first day and you were screwed. ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

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drinky · 27 days

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La Purisma, Monastrell, Yecla 2020. With tostadas.

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erinbeast · 2 years

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Mererid’s Gardens

Mererid puts a lot of pride into his ability as a gardener (and plant enthusiast) and deicides what gets planted and where. There are many gardens spread through the Imperial Palace, inside and out.

Outside are many vegetable patches and groves of fruit bearing plants.

Mererid ensures that the vegetable patches have:

Carrots: Three types appear in the patches; Candysnax which is delightfully sweet and disease resistant carrot, Purple Sun, a dark purple carrot that when cut open reveals a yellow/orange sunburst in the middle, and Dragon, a more wild variety of carrot that is a but spicy similar to radishes. Mererid himself prefers the Dragon variety while our dear Emperor will sneak the Candysnax variety out of harvest basket not being actively tended to. Purple Suns are used during banquets and feasts, as out of the darkness comes the sun.

Celeriac: Also known as Celery Root is a wonderful little nutty tasting root that stores incredibly well and makes for a good snack that’s easy to eat even while working in the gardens, throughout the palace, or behind a desk or pacing. Also used in many stews and will occasionally be served mashed at dinner.

Garlic is a staple in the Imperial Palace and among Nilfgaard in general, every house has some. The two varieties you’ll find are; Bavarian Purple, noted for its very strong flavor, and the Chesknok Red, which is incredibly nice in cooking. Bavarain Red is mostly used chopped or fined diced in spreads and dips. The cooks in the palace will use recipes from anywhere, however they always add more garlic than the recipe calls for. Who only uses 1 clove of garlic?!

Lettuce is another staple with two varieties. Milagro, a hearty disease resistant lettuce that is sweet and tender, Butter Crunch which does well in hot summers and into the fall season and holds well for a lettuce. Bullet Lettuce is sprinkled throughout as a sort of ‘back-up’ lettuce as it is a vigorous and hardy type.

Arugula which is mainly used in salads for small dinners hosted by the Emperor, comes in two types; Bellezia which is a hardy type, great for the sometimes drastic changes in between Nilfgaard seasons; and Speedy, which is quick to harvest.

Onions pop up in almost every vegetable patch as they are used for almost every dinner, feast, and banquet within the palace. Among the varieties you’ll find Oneida, a large onion that stores well for long periods of time; Monastrell, a disease and sun burn resistant type that’s a boon in the summer time; and Talon, a type of onion that can grow almost anywhere, even where most won’t even start to try and have a long storage life. A chef once accidentally dropped sliced onion into hot oil and now both Mererid and Emhyr can’t seem to get enough of fried onions. A few guests have also taken to them and try to replicate the dish.

Wega Parsley is the main strain of parsley you’ll find throughout Nilfgaard known for its tough nature that prevents bolting and bitterness and can be harvested late in the growing season.

Pepper plants pop up in planters around the palace they serve as colorful decoration and a source of food. Candy Cane Chocolate Cherry are best at being both. Their foliage is fantastic and the peppers produced are sweet and crisp. Emhyr hates noisy food, any crunching or slurping will drive him mad(more so than usual I suppose) but he makes an exception when Mererid munches on these as the man looks too damn happy to guillotine. Padron, a shishito like pepper that is sturdy and produces peppers all season long for a continuous harvest.

Potatoes are found in large numbers in a few patches with Dark Red Norlands, which produce a heavy yield and are disease resistant, to the Carola which are resistant to disease but still require monitoring but, produce a heavy harvest. A staple on the plate of almost every dinner and feast. Do not mash them, the Emperor will have your head for it. Mererid bless him, can only sigh and shake his head and secretly mash potatoes for him and few others servants/slaves.

Sweet Potatoes, a favorite of the Emperor when roasted with salt and olive oil. The Beauregard is the go to for being sweet and does well in cooler times.

Radishes, of which Mererid will go out and get a few and eat straight from the garden, you’ll find the Nile, which does well in heat, produces a sweet spicy root and edible leaves used for cooking. The Celeste can be found near fall as the are wet/cold tolerant and can stay in the field for sometime before being unharvestable.

Squashes of many varieties can be found; the Chiffon which grows upwards on tresses, or Cube of Butter which is a low growing kind with a heavy harvest. Butterbaby saves some room on the ground by growing on tresses like the Chiffon and is known for a sweet and rich fruit. The Golden Star has a tight plant and is disease resistant with a continuous harvest. Squash rarely shows up on the Emperor’s plate, Mererid however will always take some if there is any to be had, just a small bit.

Olympic Spinach can be found year round in the vegetable patches and on the table, Emhyr likes a good strawberry spinach salad and it’s an almost guaranteed way to make him eat something, at least in the summer time.

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ruou-tot · 3 days

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Mataro

Mataro (còn được gọi là Mourvédre trong giới rượu vang Úc) được cho là có nguồn gốc từ Tây Ban Nha. Thật vậy, hai trong số những cái tên được sử dụng phổ biến nhất của nó có nguồn gốc từ các thị trấn ở Tây Ban Nha - Mataro, gần Barcelona và Murviedro, gần Valencia. Điều thú vị là người Tây Ban Nha thường gọi nó là Monastrell.

Vùng đất lý tưởng để trồng nho Mataro là ở những nơi khí hậu ấm áp và khô cằn, phù hợp với đặc tính chín muộn của nho. Nho phát triển mạnh ở những vùng có nhiều ánh sáng mặt trời, giúp nho trường thành dần dần và phát triển các hương vị phức tạp. Các loại đất thoát nước tốt, chẳng hạn như đất cát, sỏi hoặc đá, rất quan trọng để ngăn chặn việc giữ nước quá mức, có thể dẫn đến rượu bị loãng.

Các khu vực ven biển cũng được coi là phù hợp để trồng nho Mataro bởi nơi đây mang lại tác động cân bằng: ảnh hưởng làm mát của biển giúp chống lại nhiệt độ quá cao, duy trì độ axit và bảo quản mùi hương trong nho. Các khu vực nội địa, với nhiệt độ cao hơn một chút, cho phép Mataro đạt được độ chín hoàn toàn, tạo ra rượu vang có màu đậm và hương vị đậm đà.

Mặc dù nho có thể chịu đựng được điều kiện hạn hán nhưng cần có một lượng nước sẵn có để duy trì sức khỏe của cây nho. Những khu vực có sự cân bằng giữa áp lực về nước và tưới tiêu có kiểm soát thường mang lại kết quả tốt nhất. Các khu vực trồng nho Mataro nổi bật bao gồm các vùng khô cằn của Tây Ban Nha như Jumilla và Yecla, Bandol ở Pháp và Thung lũng Barossa ấm áp của Úc.

Mataro là một loại rượu đơn giản - một loại rượu vang đỏ có nhiều thịt và toàn thân. Nó chứa đầy hương thơm của trái cây sẫm màu (việt quất, dâu đen và mận), violet, tiêu đen, các loại thảo mộc như cỏ xạ hương và thịt. Những hương vị thịt và cay này làm cho rượu vang Mataro trở nên ngon hơn bao giờ hết. Đôi khi bạn cũng có thể bắt gặp các note hương sô cô la và cam thảo bên trong một ly vang Mataro. Một số loại rượu vang Mataro trẻ tuổi được xem là quá nồng, nhưng khi chúng già đi, bạn sẽ có được sàn rừng, xà cừ, da và nấm cục.

Mataro toàn thân và thường có nồng độ cồn cao với màu tím sẫm. Nó cũng có hàm lượng tannin và axit cao, khiến nó trở thành một đối tác pha trộn tuyệt vời để tăng thêm một chút trọng lượng cho Grenache. Bởi vì nó có đầy đủ các đặc tính, nó trở nên ít được ưa chuộng hơn các giống khác như Shiraz và Cabernet Sauvignon. Vì vậy, bạn sẽ thấy nó phổ biến hơn trong các hỗn hợp mà vị trái cây của Grenache cân bằng với những hương vị thịt đó. Tuy nhiên, chúng ta ngày càng thấy một số giống đơn lẻ đáng kinh ngạc trên khắp nước Úc thực sự cho phép Mataro tự tỏa sáng.

Rượu vang Mataro kết hợp tốt với hương vị hài hòa với vị chua của rượu, chẳng hạn như thịt đỏ đầy đủ hương vị hoặc thịt thú rừng đã được nướng hoặc quay, và các loại rau và thảo mộc trên đất như nấm dại và cỏ xạ hương.

Người ta sản xuất nhiều loại rượu vang phản ánh khả năng thích ứng của Metro với các vùng khí hậu và phong cách sản xuất rượu vang khác nhau. Ở vùng khí hậu ấm áp, giống nho này tạo ra rượu vang đỏ mạnh mẽ với màu đậm, gần như đục và hàm lượng tanin phong phú. Những loại rượu này thường có hương vị trái cây sẫm màu như dâu đen, mận và anh đào đen, kèm theo hương gia vị, da thuộc và đất. Lớp vỏ dày của nho góp phần tạo nên loại rượu vang có khả năng lão hóa tuyệt vời, cho phép chúng phát triển các hương thơm thứ cấp phức tạp theo thời gian.

Ở những vùng có khí hậu mát mẻ hơn một chút, Mataro có thể sản xuất rượu vang cân bằng giữa trái cây chín và độ axit đậm đà. Những loại rượu này có xu hướng thể hiện sự sang trọng hơn, với hương trái cây màu đỏ và một chút hương hoa. Trong một số trường hợp, Mataro được sử dụng để tạo ra rượu vang hồng có độ axit sảng khoái và hương vị của quả mọng đỏ và cam quýt.

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