A/N: Just a reminder... I do Not own Skip Beat!
I hope you don't mind but this chapter is not in Maria's point of view. *grin* Na... I don't think you guys will mind at all. *coughLemoncough*
Chapter 10
Kyoko thought it was a little too warm in Ren's apartment. It was never this warm in his place, yet right now it was. Dinner was already cooked and eaten, so the heat from the stove was already gone.
She had taken off the thin button up she wore over the white spaghetti strap, and it still felt like she was sweating. She relished in the cold soapy water that she dunked her hands and arms in while she washed the dishes. Even Ren was feeling it. He took off his button up shirt going down to his black under shirt.
"Are you feeling warm or is it just me?" He finally asked, and she looked at him like he offered her the last drink of water on the planet.
"Yes. It's really hot in here," she bemoaned. Kyoko wasn't facing him, but she pulled her watery hands up and ran it across her forehead and then down her neck. Ren watched the water run down her skin, going from her hand to run down her chest to be stopped by her cotton top.
He swallowed and forced himself to walk around her and to his thermostat. It read 70 degrees. He frowned. That was more than cool enough. Still, Ren adjusted it down to 65 and heard it click on.
"Well, it says its 70 right now but I lowered it. Maybe it's broken. If it doesn't get better I'll call building maintenance for it in the morning." He walked back and continued to help her put things away.
Kyoko didn't understand why she felt hot in 70 degree temperature, but she was. She was extremely hot. Ren's arm appeared next to her and then brushed her bicep lightly as he took a now clean plate. Her skin tingled where he touched her and her eyes followed his movement.
Then her eyes seemed to devour him. She really couldn't help herself. His large lean frame and the muscle that rippled up his arms to his solid thick shoulders. He would stretch that big lean body up, the muscle from his shoulder bulging as he put away another dish. His large hands made everything he touched look so small. She was able to handle the dishes fine single handedly but his hands seem to engulf them.
The little tingle in her arm rushed to the rest of her body as if she could feel those large hands on her. How much would they cover? They could wrap completely around her arm. She could feel his thumb caress her collarbone all the way up her neck to her chin as it rested on her shoulder. She remembered his soft hands on her ankle when they acted. She could feel them running up her legs and holding her hips as he embraced her. A shiver ran down her back as his finger tips lightly ran up her bare back.
Kyoko let her gaze fall down the hardness of his chest to the flat plains of his abs. The black cloth of his tank was tucked into his slacks which emphasized his narrow waist and lean hips. Her arm tingled remembering how hard he felt when she held him so long ago. Ren was sick, and she thought nothing of it then. But now, she could remember that she was able to put her arm around his slim waist without issue. Her hand felt the hard flesh underneath his crisp suit. She was sure the rest of him felt just as nice. She could count the number of times they touched and not the simple hand touches. She turned back to the water and wished she could dive in. She was so hot.
Ren couldn't take his eyes away from her tonight. He didn't understand what had happened, but everything she did was so sensual. She was standing in front of his sink in that little grey skirt and thin white top as if she was asking him to take her. She wasn't standing like she normally did. Kyoko made it seem like she was standing to make every single curve on her body stand out on purpose.
Her hip was lightly cocked towards him making the little ruffle on her skirt hike up her thigh. She rubbed her right leg with her left and he was envious of her getting to touch her soft skin. Every time she breathed, her breast seemed to stretch out the top, and he wanted nothing more but to free them from the restricting cloth. There were small wet spots on her shirt making it seem almost transparent. If he really looked he would know that it wasn't, but at the moment, it was almost as if he could see her skin through those spots.
He enjoyed watching the water the most. The water just seemed to cling onto her flesh as if it were his thoughts. Kyoko would take out the dish and the water ran down her forearm, leaving them wet and soapy. She took the little wash cloth and very slowly ran it over every little spot of the dish.
In reality she did it very quickly; however, to Ren it was like she was teasing him. She was showing him how detailed she would be, how patient and loving she was. How her hands would touch him, soft and slow. Once she was done cleaning, she ran the dish under the water, rinsing the dish and then herself. Then sometimes she would wipe her face with the clean water. She licked her lips and let out a soft sigh as her hands ran down her face to her neck. She would close her eyes as the water cooled her skin.
Kyoko pulled the plug to the sink, and they were finally done. She dried off her arms while Ren put away the last of the cleaned dishes. She put all the cleaning supplies away and then walked out to the living room. Everything was perfect and neat, yet she felt like there was something she had to do, something she forgot.
"Thank you for dinner," Ren's soft voice was right behind her, and she turned to him with a smile.
"You already said that, but you're welcome again." She laughed softly. It was past 11. She should probably go but she felt like she couldn't move even if she wanted to.
He took a step towards her with a little smile. "Well, thank you for the company then."
She blushed but didn't step back. She didn't want to step back but didn't step forward either. "Thank you for accepting and letting me abuse your kitchen again," she jested. She brought her right arm across her, cradling her breast, her hand gripping her left arm.
"You are always welcomed here." Ren was looking softly down at her, her soft silky hair and her bright golden eyes. He very gently touched her left hand with his fingertips, lightly running his fingertips on the back of her hand.
She licked her lips forcing her voice to speak, "That's very kind of you, but I don't want to impose upon you like that." She swallowed and looked down at their hands. She lifted her fingers against his, the back of her hand grazing up his palm until her fingers ran down his and wove them them together.
"I would have you here every day if I could." His words shocked her and made her turned up to look at him.
"Ren, what…" She couldn't complete her thought. She felt him grip her hand, pulling her arm up and he twisted their arms together pulling her into him. She gasped as he wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her.
She didn't move as he pressed his lips against her. Shock, fear and then happiness rushed through her mixing in her belly like thick syrup. She didn't know what to do, so she did nothing. She didn't pull back or move forward, she held his hand and let him kiss her.
He pulled back with a desperate but determined look. "I'm not going to apologize," he said defensively as he let her go and took a step back. He watched her as she stood frozen in place.
He caressed her face, and Kyoko didn't flinch away, so he took that as a good sign. "I've wanted to do that for so long now. I hope you understand that," he tried to explain, hoping to get something from her, but she still didn't do anything, and he leaned in to kiss her again.
"I'm scared," Kyoko whispered just before he kissed her again. He pulled back and her eyes followed his face up and she saw pain in his face.
"Of me?"
She nodded and he grimaced.
"Because I kissed you?"
She shook her head, and he got confused. Why was she scared? Was it because she didn't know his past? It would only frighten her more.
"Is it because Ren isn't my real name?" He asked cautiously.
She shook her head again and whispered, "I don't care what your name is." He felt some of the tightness ease.
"Then why?"
She didn't speak. She moved back and leaned against the arm of the couch. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked away. "What if it happens again?" Her voice was far and lost as fear threatened her. He frowned and then a soft smile replaced it.
"Kyoko, if you could feel just a drop of what was in my heart for you, you would never ask that question," Ren confessed, hoping that conveyed what was storming inside of him. He didn't move towards her. He couldn't touch her again. If he did, he wouldn't be able to let her go. He felt like everything was teetering on the edge of heaven or hell. Seconds felt like hours, minutes felt like days.
She slowly looked at him, and he didn't shy down. Everything about him, about herself told her to do it. It was like all the stars in the sky aligned perfectly tonight and nothing could go wrong. She stood up and rubbed her arms as if she was cold. While everything told her to move forward, her will didn't let her rush.
He didn't move as Kyoko slowly walked up to him. Her arms dropped from hugging herself, and she touched his stomach with her fingertips. She finally looked up at him and lifted herself up to her tippie toes, tilting her head to the right slightly. Ren lifted his arms up beside her hesitant to hold her. He was moving as she did and he didn't even realize it. Her eyes were half closed as she gently pressed her lips upon his.
He groaned and swept her up into his embrace, slighlty lifting her off the floor. She whimpered softly as rapture took over, sealing his lips with hers. Kyoko kissed him back learning along the way. He lightly sucked her lip and she did his. He moved his jaw capturing her lip between his, and she did the same. Her head felt light, her body heavy and electrified in his arms. She slid her hands up, over his chest and around his shoulders.
Kyoko moaned into his mouth as he licked her lip, his hands and arms squeezing her closer to him. She licked his lip and squeaked in surprise as his tongue met with hers. He groaned as he swept inside of her. He ran his hands down her back, and she couldn't help the shudder her body created.
Her heart was pounding and her head clouded. He pulled away, and she gasped never noticing the burning in her lungs. He lifted her up and moved to put her on the back of the couch. He started kissing her neck, her shoulder as his hands ran up and down her back, down her arms and sunk into her hair. She felt herself leaning back, so she clung onto him.
"Kyoko," Ren whispered against her skin.
She barely made a sound of acknowledgement. Her body was riding the physical touch of him on her skin, the high of being kissed, touched and loved.
"Stay with me," he pulled back and whispered to her. His hand was cupping the side of her face as she tried to understand what he was asking. Her lips were parted slightly, and Ren couldn't fight the temptation. He kissed her again preventing her from responding.
For some reason Kyoko couldn't say no. She found that she wanted to stay, to stay with him for hours and days on end. She wasn't thinking of the consequences, of how it will hurt his career, of whether it would last or not. She wasn't even thinking of tomorrow, only the here and now.
When he pulled his lips away from hers, she sighed her answer, "Yes." He ran his lips down her cheek to her ear.
"Forever?" He whispered.
"Yes," She choked out. She was crying. Her body was humming to the beat of her heart, the touch of his hand and her soul was crying to the sound of his words.
"I love you," Kyoko whispered and his kisses stopped, his hands stilled. Fear filled her. Was she not suppose to say that? He pulled back and looked into her water filled eyes.
"I never thought I would hear that from you first." Ren smiled and then picked her up in his arms. Her heart grew heavy as he took her to his bedroom. Still she waited. He crawled onto the bed and laid her down. She sat up and watched him waiting, and she could feel herself choke up.
He pulled off his tank and then moved over her. He tried to kiss her, but she pulled away with her hand on his chest.
"Ren," Kyoko pleaded. She looked up at him with bright watery eyes and he smiled. He kissed her, but she didn't kiss him back. He pulled back with that teasing smile and then leaned in again but stopped short of her lips.
"I love you," he said and kissed her. She let out a relieved sigh, half laughing. He pulled back and said it again, "Kyoko, I love you." He kissed her cheek and then her nose. He said it after each kiss, kissing her forehead and then her eyes. She fell back down onto the bed and he followed her down.
"Bully." She pouted then smiled making him laugh.
"I'm a pretty weak bully if my girlfriend is always bossing me around making me eat and what not," he said and laughed again as she blushed at the word girlfriend.
Kyoko ran her hands down his chest as she spoke, "Someone has to take care of this." He groaned at the feel of her hands on his heated skin.
"Is that so?" He turned dark haunting eyes to her. She shivered as his hand ran down the side of her body and found her thigh. She licked her lips and nodded slowly.
"Does that mean you are going to feed me anytime I'm hungry?" He spoke as he watched his own hand slide down her thigh achingly slow.
"Of course! I… Oh…." She took it in the literal sense until he smiled deviously at her and licked her right breast over the cloth of her top.
"Um… mmm." She couldn't answer. Ren slid his hand up her thigh and pushed at the little skirt. She slid her leg up craving more contact, but all she felt was the rough fabric of his slacks against her inner thigh. But it was enough for his hand to slip her skirt over her hips, and cold air rushed over heated flesh. She groaned as his mouth did equally evil things to her. His tongue teasing her tips through her now wet tank top as her hands found the hot flesh she so wanted to touch. Her fingers glided up his arms, across his shoulders and sank into his thick hair as he fed off of her.
His mouth moved away from her top to the skin showing around it. He licked and nibbled as she squirmed and sighed beneath him. He was leaning on his left arm, his body pressed against her right side. She felt his hand leave her thigh and creep its way under her tank top. Ren was getting tired of her clothes, and Kyoko couldn't agree more. Her heart was racing as his hot hand molded against the soft flesh of her waist.
If the room was cold, she didn't feel it. In fact, it was almost like she could see the steam coming off of her body as he pushed the white cloth up. Her back arched up against him, wanting more. His mouth fed on her skin sucking and licking up and down her collarbone and neck. She felt her whole body was alive with vibrations from every part of him. Her breath hitched as she felt his hand make it's way to her breasts, eagerly awaiting his touch. They felt so heavy, so eager that she wanted to scream for him to hurry up.
Then her world was spinning, and she found herself on top of him. Before she could breath he sat up and pulled the offensive clothing from her torso leaving her bare for a less than a second, since his hands, his mouth covered every inch of her revealed flesh. He slid his arm behind her and she leaned back as his mouth captured her tortured peak. She groaned loudly as he rolled the hard pebble with his tongue and sucked the perk mound. Her arms clung on to him, wanting never to let go, never wanting him to stop what he was doing.
Kyoko was so overwhelmed by her senses she didn't notice him unzip her skirt. She was flying again. She felt like a rag doll yet he always supported her, held her so she never really felt like she was falling uncontrollably. She was simply there one moment and then here, lying directly in the middle of the bed the next.
Ren leaned back and tugged off her skirt and panties at the same time. She lied before him, vulnerable and completely bare in front of a man for the first time. She knew she should be ashamed, knew that he has probably seen bodies that had bigger breast, larger hips, more curves in general but the look in his eyes. The love and admiration he was drowning her in didn't allow for the fear and shame she should be feeling.
It made her want to let him see more. It made her want to bath in his eyes and be devoured by him. Kyoko saw his hands move to his belt. She bit her lip eager for him to shed the last thing between them, the remaining thing between their bodies and hearts. She could saw him pull away and the cloth hit the floor but wasn't able to see him.
He covered up perfectly, never letting her see the last part of him. She tired to move up only to meet his mouth in a heated kiss. Ren was on top of her again and his hands explored her revealed body making her quiver and moan. Her eyes closed and she felt him at her thigh. She went to the heat of his hand as if by magic. Her left leg was drawn to him and slid from between his.
She didn't get to see him but she felt him then. Ren groaned into her mouth as her shin caressed the hard length of him. It was like burning silk over steel, hot and slick to the touch yet oh so delightfully hard. It was all for her. All this, these feelings from him, his desire and tenderness was all from her, for her. And that was the biggest turn on for her, to be wanted and loved.
Kyoko wrapped her leg around his and slid out her other let without his command. She let her leg caress him once again, the soft skin of his sac and the course patch of curls tickled her but made him shiver above her. Oh how she enjoyed feeling that, knowing that small touch was making this large powerful man quiver and whimper from a small thing like her.
He wanted desperately to take her. She was so seductive and held this sexy innocence that he couldn't turn away from. She mewled and panted as he touched her, moaned and whimpered as his mouth fed from her skin. As he slid his hand down between the apex of her thighs, his body screamed at him for slipping his fingers and not his arousal between her wet folds.
She buckled as he touched her. Ren wanted to take this away and be done with it. He only wanted to make her happy. He couldn't believe how wet she was. He hasn't even touched her, and he could feel the dampness in her curls, her scent filled the air around them and it only made him lose himself.
Kyoko whimpered as he slid two fingers inside. He wanted to feel her around him so badly he didn't think, and she clenched around him with her nails bitting into his skin. He slipped them out and played around her lips, caressing and easing her fear and stress. His fingers circled her clit, and he smiled as her hips moved against him. She was so responsive, her heavy breathing making her breast dance before him.
Ren leaned down and took her breast in his mouth. She tasted so good, the salty sweat and the sweetness of her skin. She pushed against him and he pushed inside of her again. She moaned ready for the intrusion this time. She brought her knees up beside him, and he could feel her relax around him.
He pumped his fingers inside of her shallowly and his thumb circled around her clit. She gyrated her hips as he slid in deeper. He could feel the tightness and the little sacred barrier. He moved up her body bringing her hips higher and he smiled at her. She was panting, her eyes closed and face flushed. She was beyond all earthly beauty, practically celestial. He closed his eyes and kissed her. She never knew what he was going to do next but she kept up well. She kissed him back and twisted her tongue with his. Ren pulled back after a moment and kissed her while he pushed through.
Kyoko cried out in pain and bit his lip, but he continued to kiss her. He could taste the copper from his lip being shared between them and feel the same liquid cover his hand. Blood for blood, he took her innocence, and she could have everything he could give - blood and flesh, mind and soul.
He slipped his hand out and kept it away. He pulled from her lips and lightly kissed her face as she recovered. He went to his knees and lifted her in his arms. She opened her eyes and looked at him curiously, confused but held on. Her eyes wondered down her body, and she saw the stain on her thighs and on his hand. She buried her face in his neck, and he kissed the top of her head.
They showered together. He never left her side and nothing could really tear him away. She did nothing but relish in the feel of his hands. The hot water beat upon their skin. The shower stale filled with steam. It was like she was on a cloud, and there was an angel washing her. He ran his hands over every little part of her skin. He massaged her body with his strong fingers as she rubbed her body against his.
It felt so good. Her mind was as foggy as the bathroom. Kyoko leaned against his frame and trembled against him as he ran his hands over her stomach. She pressed her shoulders against his chest, arching her back as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. Her arms were held high around his neck giving Ren all that he wanted. Her breath hitched as he cupped her sex, and she could feel him still hard and ready against her back.
His breath was labored as she moaned and sighed from pleasure. He leaned in and drank the water from her skin at her neck and shoulder. She tilted her head to the side and pushed herself up, sliding against his body making him wrap his arm around her waist and hug her closer to him. He ran his other hand up the side of her body, up her arm and linked his fingers with hers behind his neck.
Ren straightened up and pulled her arm up. He spun her around like a dancer only he felt every curve of her body against his as she turned. She faced him, and he returned her hand to the back of his neck. She smiled at him which was returned then stolen as he kissed her. He ran his hands down her back and cupped her bottom. She felt his solid length press into her stomach, and she wanted to see him.
Kyoko pulled away as her hands came off of their high perch and slid down the muscled plains of his chest. She looked down and finally saw him. Her hands wrapped around the swollen flesh and he hissed. It was so hot and such a contradiction, soft yet hard, hot and so cool to touch. She smiled as her fingers slowly glided down his hardness.
She felt such possession of it. She didn't understand why, but it felt like it solely belonged to her. So much in fact that she knew that she could never make a complete replica of him. There will always be a flaw in it, this one spot, this one thing that belonged to only her. She looked up and watched his face. He was dark red and was fighting himself yet there was this look of absolute bliss.
She went down and licked him. Ren groaned loudly and his eyes burst open and down at the woman who was running her tongue very slowly up his shaft while her small hands followed suit. He didn't know if he could handle such sensations. It's been so long, and she felt so good. He touched her shoulder, and she looked up at him.
Which was what he wanted, he quickly stood her up and plunged his tongue into her mouth. She moaned as his hands ran to the back of her thighs and lifted her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs were wrapped around his waist and she felt him hard against her wet folds. She heard the water turn off and the cold air rush against her skin as she fed from his mouth.
Soon a rush of air and then soft sheets clung to her wet her skin. These felt different than before. She looked and they were his bed sheets, he had thrown off the top cover and it laid rumpled to the side. She found her arms empty but her legs still wrapped around him, but not in the same position they were in seconds ago. Her legs wrapped around his head and her head was forced back as he tasted her.
Gone was the memory of pain being replaced by waves and growing warmth as his mouth licked and kissed her. His tongue tasted every curve and fold hidden at her core. She pushed against him as he rubbed his tongue over her nub, her thighs shook at the feeling he was causing and then she buckled as he slipped inside of her.
His tongue twisted inside of her and then his lips sucked her nether ones gently. Kyoko panted and moaned and rocked against him. She felt something explode inside of her and she cried out as her hands clenched into the sheets. Before she could catch her breath she felt his presence above her, and she screamed out as he drove into her.
He moaned loudly with her. It was too much. She was so tight it almost hurt. He pushed in to the hilt and just about came with the effort. She was wet, ready and still so very tight. He leaned to his side supported by his arm but still hovered on top of her. She panted in harsh heavy breaths. She accepted him, and he could feel her pulsate around him. It took everything he had to not move inside of her.
And then what does she do, she moves her hips against him and made him gasp. His hand flew to her hip and held her still. His eyes were closed, and he felt her hand slip over his. He looked down at her hand and his heart hammered. The blood pulsing around his member matched the speed of his heart as he saw them joined as one. He looked up to her face, and she nodded with a smile.
Ren slowly pushed up inside of her and her eyes fluttered closed. He pulled back and rocked in slowly and he could feel the wet stretching of her walls embrace him. He wanted more and went faster, harder. He slid his knee under her leg and his head swam as he found a rhythm.
Her soft cries and mewls mixed with his own pants and short moans, and he looked down at her. Her face was twisted in pleasure, and he could fell himself slipping. It's been too long, and she felt so good. He increased his tempo, and he felt her lifting herself to match. She yelled out and that rush and warmth filled around him and he let go, flooding himself into her.
A/N: It was so hard writing a lemon with Kyoko not feeling any shame. The spell said no shame, that meant no embarrassment. I think I had her blush once.