Disclaimer: La Corda D'Oro is owned by KOEI and friends.
Just as a warning, really bad screwing ahead. Yeah Kahoko and Azuma shouldn't be idols to children.

Chapter 2

This was…bullshit. Well, hey, this doesn't mean anything happened. She couldn't remember anything last night and she was sure she'd remember that. They both had a little too much to drink and just collapsed on the softest surface. Yeah, that's it. It's just a coincidence that she was…naked. Well…well…damn. Just because she was naked didn't mean he was…

She pulled back the covers.

…naked, yes, he was definitely naked.

She resisted the urge to scream, even as Yunoki stirred and flipped over onto his back, a satisfied smirk on his face. This made Kahoko even more enraged.

"Wake up you bastard!" she shrieked as she threw a pillow at him. He jerked awake.

"What the-?"

"Get the hell out of my bed!"

Yunoki sighed, "Calm down, I know this looks bad."

"'Cause it is bad! Having sex with you is bad!"

Yunoki, somehow, was chuckling, "That's not what you were thinking last night."

He was fixed with an ice-cold glare and then she started smacking him, "You…are…such…an…asshole!"

Yunoki held up his arms, trying to brace against her strikes, "Calm down, calm down!"

"Gods, we were drunk Yunoki! I don't remember a thing, and I probably didn't use any birth control."

"So get a morning-after pill."

"This is IRELAND," she replied with exasperation, "It's like ninety-eight percent Catholic. They frown upon this sort of thing!"

Yunoki frowned, "I'm pretty sure drunken sex is frowned upon everywhere. And I've seen them sell those pills at the chemist across the street, so there's no need to be fearful of stereotypes."

Kahoko glared at the man in her bed and jumped out of the bed, carrying the sheets over her body. Yunoki quickly grabbed the coverlet and wrapped it over himself.

"Oh, my god. I can't believe this is happening," she actually sounded afraid. "M-maybe it's all a coincidence. M-maybe nothing happened."

She was saying this all to herself and Yunoki shook his head at her ignorance, "Oh, sorry to break it you, Kahoko, but something did happen. All night, by the way."

She whirled around and pointed a strong finger at him, "You shut up—and DON'T call me Kahoko."

"I figured since you were yelling my given name all night, I'd return the favor."

"What part of 'shut up' do you not understand?"

Yunoki shrugged, "I thought you had a good time. I did."

"If I had such a good time, why can't I remember anything?"

She turned away from the man, clutching the sheets tightly around her. Yunoki sighed and crept up behind her, grabbing her shoulders, ignoring as she stiffened. He proceeded to whisper in her ear, "Well, maybe, we should have a little refresher."

She shoved him away with her shoulder.

"Pervert, you don't understand. I'm involved with someone. And even if I wasn't what makes you think I want to sleep with you?"

"Wait, I thought you said you weren't in a relationship with Tsukimori."

"I wasn't talking about him. I'm involved with someone else."

Kahoko could hear him give a sharp intake of breath. Momentarily distracted, she didn't react when his hand gripped her shoulder again and pulled her violently against him.

"Feel familiar, Kahoko?"

"What are you-?" she stopped, when he began grinding against her bottom, making sure she felt his formidable arousal.

"Come on, sweet one," he growled in her ear, holding her straining body close to his, "You've got to remember the best night of your life. I know it was the best night of unbridled passion I've ever had."

His hand traveled down to cup her waist. He violently turned her around, grabbing her wrists. He was smirking evilly, but his eyes shown with childish delight, like a child who got an extra present for his birthday.

"Get off me, Yunoki, or I'll send your sick grandmother your penis in a can," Kahoko growled.

He ignored her and drew closer, his lips barely touching hers. She swallowed as she found this vaguely familiar, including that thing pressing against her abdomen. She turned her face away from.

"You have morning breath," she said plainly. Yunoki laughed.

"Luckily, I don't have sex with my breath then," he ripped off the sheets covering her body and devoured her neck. She squealed and pushed him away, slapping him for good measure.

Yunoki rubbed his jaw, but the smile and spark in his eyes showed he wasn't insulted at all.

"It's going to be that way."

He grabbed her wrists and pushed her against the wall.

"Kahoko," he breathed against her cheek. "You don't realize how great we are when we screw each other. You should take it as a compliment. I'm an international businessman, I've had women all over the world and none got my blood pumping as much as you."

She kept her mouth shut, even as she felt his hand travel up her thigh, curving around to the inside. Kahoko sighed, feeling a flash of recollection from last night. Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that good. When he ground against her, she groaned involuntarily, even louder as he licked her collarbone.

"You're a bastard," she said through clenched teeth.

"A bastard who knows what he wants."

Damn, he always has a comeback.

Without any pretense, he jerked his hips up and entered her.

Her gasp of surprise was loud enough to ring through the hotel room. Kahoko's eyes widened. My god, this was…

Yunoki's lips split in a grin as he jerked his hips upward into her again and again and again. The movements were jerky and rough, her back and head banging against the wall. Trying to fight back, she clawed at his shoulder, making deep red marks. She strained against his thrusts and looked at him with ferociousness.

"See…" he breathed. "You love it…goddammit!"

"Go…fuck…yourself…Yunoki."

He chortled, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist. With this he went deeper, deep enough to throw her off. She arched her head back.

"Dear…sweet…"

"I know, Kahoko…it's…fantastic."

Their breaths became louder and louder, spurring each other on, like it was a contest on who can pant louder.

As for Yunoki, he hadn't quite fully recovered from last nights' romp and he was feeling that he was quickly nearing his end. Now he had to fight with his stamina and Kahoko. It was thrilling.

Kahoko noticed that his thrusts were becoming erratic and even more unrestrained, and she could see the vein in the middle of his forehead bulging, his teeth clenched. Pissed, she grabbed Yunoki's ear.

"You are not going to finish without me, jackass!"

Yunoki didn't have a retort; he just threw his head back and roared, veins popping in his neck.

"Then come already!" he ground through his teeth.

He was becoming frustrated, so frustrated he pulled her away from the wall and wrestled her to the floor. Her back and head smacked against the floor and Yunoki's apology came out as a curse. Still jerking inside her, he managed to sit himself upright on his knees. He leaned over and pulled her to him, bending his head down and scraping his teeth against her chest and breast.

Kahoko's brain was trying to separate the two sensations, but she couldn't. Her mouth was open as intense feelings filled every nerve ending.

"Come on, Kahoko…come on."

He bit at her nipple and finally, she came.

She came quietly on the outside, but on the inside, she tightened around him. Really tight. He felt like she was trying to suffocate his member.

It felt too good.

With a shaky cry he pulled out and spilled himself all over the floor.

Yunoki fell to the floor beside her, exhausted, his sculpted chest heaving.

Kahoko breathed out, the aftershocks of her orgasm still quaking her body, "Wow…"

"I told you, Kahoko. Fantastic, wasn't it?"

She refrained from saying anything, knowing full well that whatever she said would stroke his ego.

"We are going to hell," she whispered to herself.

"Well," Yunoki breathed, turning on his side, cupping her waist, "What say that this becomes a recurring sensation?"

She answered by giving him a swift knee to his sensitive area. He cried out and curled himself up into a fetal position, coughing against the pain. Kahoko stood up and stepped over him.

"I'm going to get cleaned up and when I get out of that bathroom, you'd better make yourself scarce."

She added, "DON'T watch my ass as I walk away."

A/N: Really, really, bad sex that, apparently its' good. Warned y'all. But stayed tuned.