Standing her ground while hoping that no one was paying them any attention, she hastily glanced around at her fellow film mates and noticed that several of them had begun to notice her absence.
Several inquisitive eyes met hers in curiosity while a few of them were openly staring their way as Sho was easily recognized by the film crew for being a popular singer. However, no one dared to interrupt them when they notice the hostile glance of the petite blonde sister of Cain.
With a scathing look of disdain, she was wordlessly threatening them and silently informing them to mind their own business. Setsu raised her chin a notch and returned her contemptuous gaze to the advancing Singer, appearing to the surrounding spectators as if she was indifferent to the coming onslaught.
Reaching her side, Sho towered over the beautiful blonde. His eyes blazed with even more fury as he registered her outrageous apparel. His glance slid from her hostile eyes to fully take in her current attire and his face reddened in annoyance.
This time she was wearing a sleeveless black leather dress which ended midway up her thigh. It had a middle zipper which zipped from the top of her square neckline all the way down to the hem and fitted her like a glove.
Beneath the hemline of her dress was a visibly protruding black leather garter belt, holding up a pair of black fish net stocking that showcased her amazing legs and dipped down into her ankle high heeled boots.
Although Sho was surprised that she looked even sexier than the last time he saw her, he was irate that his shape-shifting demon soul sucking childhood friend was becoming so mesmerizing.
Was this drop dead gorgeous blonde adorned in black leather really his childhood friend? Had she been hiding within the body of a plain boring local Kyoto villager all this time?
His body hardened in response to her exquisiteness and all thoughts of yelling at her for standing him up and for staying in a hotel room with another man vaporized from his mind as he got more aroused by the assessment of her body.
It did not escape Setsu's notice where his eyes had wondered to and it did not escape her notice when she saw his eyes darken in lust. As she began to feel more and more irritated by the visual assault that Sho was currently exhibiting, she shifted her weight and crossed her hands protectively over her breast.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she hissed in a low voice, trying to divert his attention from her body and keeping in mind the many spectators in the crowded lobby.
Managing to tear his focus away from the creamy round flesh above her neckline that she was now hiding beneath her arms, Sho's eyes were aflame with desire as he huskily replied, "I missed you."
Not sure of where this was headed but unwilling to start a scene in the very public lobby, Setsu nodded towards the corner of the lobby where a small hallway was present. "Follow me" she stated as she hurriedly walked towards the darken area.
A smile flashed across Sho's face as he complied. His stride was casual and slow compared to her brisk walk but Sho was enjoying the view of her slender hips swaying ahead of him as he followed behind her.
The click of their heels echoed loudly as they walked down the quiet hallway and through a door that was labeled "female". Standing in the middle of an impressive ladies powder room, Sho was surprised by the opulence and scope of luxury surrounding the room.
There were individual mirrors along the walls with low dimmed sconces on both sides of each mirror and marble dressing tables with accompanying necessities laid out. The room opened into the toilet section where small individual stalls signified their location. Swallowing his surprise, an appreciating smile spread across his face.
"Why are you here?" Setsu snapped, as she spun around to face the annoying singer.
"I thought you might want your cell phone back Setsu," A slight ting of mockery sounded in his voice as he flashed his most devastating smile at her.
Registering his smile but not responding in like, she jerked her head away as she ignored his comment and asked, "How did you find out I was here?"
"I traced the GPS on my phone. Why weren't you at my concert the other night?" He demanded in return. Although his anger had subsided to be replaced by lust, he was still uncomfortable with the fact that she had stood him up.
Reaching out towards her hair, he wrapped several stands around his fingers and kissed it. "I really missed you, you know." His voice became husky and his eyes gleamed wickedly as he leaned closer to her.
Kyoko's hand shot out to stop the progression of his lips from finding her mouth and laid her hand firmly across his mouth. Her eyes flashed with ire as she glared at him indignantly while taking a step backwards.
"What do you think you are doing? I'm not your toy, you arrogant jerk. Piss off, you don't get to touch me so familiarly!" she hissed at him.
Sho's eyes flashed a frightening hue before he stepped in towards her. Removing her hand from his narrowed lips, he held it tightly in one hand as he pulled her towards him.
"It's a little too late for that, don't you think?" Sho taunted, as he traced his finger across the leather neckline of her dress. His own lust was beginning to crossover into anger at her rudeness and Sho could feel his face heat up from the tone of her voice.
Slapping his probing hand off her, an incensed fire blazed in her eyes. "You no talent prepubescent want-to-be-singer, who do you think you are touching? I said get your cheesy second rate loser ass out of my face before I rip you to pieces!" She spat out between clenched teeth, as her annoyance fumed towards his proximity.
Sho's face froze at the shock of what she had said penetrated his mind. Did she just call me, no talent and second rate?
Incredulous, a flicker of surprised offense flashed across his rigid face. His nostrils began to flare and he raised an arrogant chin up at her. Unable to voice his mounting anger, Sho stared belligerently at her through narrowed eyes.
Unsatisfied at his lack of reaction, she was about to start screaming more offenses at him when several female voices carried down the hallway. At the same time, Sho suddenly caught her in his arms and shoved her into the furthest stall which also happened to be the largest of the toilet stalls.
He quickly shut the door and pushed her up against the side of the wall. Holding her pressed up again the side wall with his arms and hips, Sho leaned against her and lifted his right index finger over his lips. "Shhhh, they're coming in" he whispered.
As they stood with their faces a breath away, the door to the ladies room opened and several voices carried over towards them. The intruding women each entered into several stalls and continued talking unaware of the double occupancy of its last stall.
Lifting up eyes that held a murderous intent, Setsu remained silent as she stared at the darkened gaze of the blonde singer pressed up chest to chest against her. Suddenly, his hands caught her hands in a vice like grip and twisting them behind her back, he pinned her firmly against the wall. Pain shot through Kyoko's arms and under his forceful grip she was helpless to move.
Slowly, he began to press the fullness of his erection against her stomach. And a strangled gasp left Kyoko. Her eyes burned with a tempestuous fire as she buckled under his grasp while trying to push him off.
Breathing in the aroma of the annoyingly sexy vixen with a tongue of a viper that he held restrained, he slowly dropped his head to her mouth and was undaunted when she turned her face away, rejecting his kiss.
Instead he lowered his mouth to the scooping neckline of her dress and in exaggerated slowness, his right hand found the zipper and began pulling it down. After being angered by her tirade, Sho was not going to go easy on her this time.
Setsu, sucked in a shock breath as she watched her breast fall out of her garment and Sho's mouth locked onto a lacy black covered nipple. In anguish and fury, she stared in helplessness as her hands were still pinned behind her body by the enraged and passion inflamed singer.
She was outraged that her nipples were hardening in response to Sho's suckling. And livid with Sho for not realizing he was invading her body without her consent. Her mind held on to her wrath as she struggled not to respond to Sho's seduction.
With only one hand locked on to her two wrists, he continuing to hold her still and against the wall. Smiling in satisfaction at her defenselessness, Sho began to run his right hand up and down her left thigh.
His erection hardened painfully, as his hand sank beneath her dress, running up towards the apex of her thighs to find her moist wetness that was awaiting him. Amusement filled his heart at her unexpected arousal.
Unable to stop himself, Sho suckled harder at her breast. His lips chewing firmly on the tight nipples while his eyes watched Kyoko's face redden in passion and anger. With sheer delight, he grunted his pleasure as his right hand pushed her underwear aside and he entered her with two fingers.
Kyoko began to struggle against him as she fought on not to allow him further access into her aroused body. But her struggles were in vain as her small form was no match against his larger and manly build.
Incapable of loosening her hands from behind her back, she was unknowingly adding to Sho's lust every time her body buckled up against his as it rocked his hard erection enticingly against her stomach.
Fueled on by her body's erotic movement, Sho was beyond control and his lust had fully taken over. His fingers continued to plunge in and out of her wet sheath as his thumb rubbed in circular motion against her clitoris.
Kyoko's struggles stopped as she felt a sudden ripple of ecstasy erupt though her sending her shuddering against him. Wave after wave of pleasure passed over her as her muscular and tight walls clenched onto Sho's fingers.
Looking up at her, Sho watched as she closed her eyes in surrender to her orgasm. Rubbing himself up against her stomach, his own body climaxed as he watched her orgasm.
Neither of them spoke, as they both stood in the aftermath of each other's orgasm. Kyoko rested her head weakly against the wall of the toilet stall, her eyes were closed tightly as she listened to the sounds of the women that had already left the toilet stalls but were now primping loudly in the powder room.
While Sho rested his head over the top of her forehead, his lips trailed kisses over her damped skin. As silently as he could, Sho unzipped his pants and pulling toilet paper off the roll, he began to wipe himself.
All the while Kyoko remained motionless, no longer fazed by what was happening around her. Even the fact that the door of their stall was not locked, did not matter to her anymore.
A/N: Hi everyone, this is another edited version of Reinventing Kyoko with some clarification to the scene. Hope you like it.