Chapter 14
In the coming months Kyoko, Kuon, Julie and Kuu would plan the public wedding of the young Hizuri couple. Julie and Kuu instantly fell in love with their new grandson and he with them. Saena Mogami would be equally enamored by her grandson. He was a quiet, intelligent and very charismatic child and his little vocabulary had exploded due to the fact that he had many adults that would talk to and read to him any chance they got.
All of the insanity spurned by Sho had taken place in the spring and now at the end of summer in July, Kyoko and Kuon would have their wedding for the public. Publicly it would be for show, but for the couple it would be real. On July 26th, one month before Kuon-chan's Birthday, Kyoko and Kuon Hizuri would say their vows before God and the public and declare their undying love for one another.
"Moko-san, I'm so nervous." Kyouko whispered with a tremble in her voice.
"Mo Kyoko! It's not like he can leave you at the altar. He's already married to you." Kanae winked and smiled. She was going to calm this girl, her best friend. It was because of this woman that Kanae and Chiori had been able to graduate LoveMe.
"I know. I'm just nervous I might trip or, make a fool of myself or, something." She whined.
"Kyoko... You'll be fine." Saena scolded.
"Sweetie... I can safely say that Kuon is much more nervous than you right now." Julie smiled gently as she put the finishing touches on her dress and handed her a light blue garter.
"Kyoko-chan, stop fidgeting or, you'll ruin the beautiful job I did on your makeup." Jelly scolded.
"But Kaa-san, Kyoko's baby is mine! Why won't you believe me?" Sho insisted.
"No Shotaro. I don't want to hear any more of this. Stop! Haven't you done enough damage to this family?" His mother exploded in tears.
"Shotaro..." His father's voice suddenly lilted menacingly over the phone. "Even if what you said was true, we would not stand by you in this. Have you not brought enough shame to this family with the claims of illegitimate children from your exploits here in Kyoto? We have spoiled and catered to your whims enough. Hizuri-san is a good man and loves and respects Kyoko-chan. Your Oka-san and I will no longer listen to any more of your nonsense." His father ended the conversation and hung up.
"Come dear or, we'll be late for Kyoko-chan's wedding. You don't want her to see those tears just yet." He patted his wife gently on her back and left to give his wife the time she needed to regain her composure before they left for the wedding. He reached into his liquor cabinet and grabbed a quick drink of sake to take the edge of his anger for Shotaro.
Many guests had gathered that day to witness the wedding in the clearing. The bride would slowly walk to stand under the arch in her white silk, pearl beaded, fitted gown with white lace top under a silk beaded corset, tied tightly to her. Her skirt would flow over her curves closely like water to fall behind her in a cathedral length train. Her white veil would hide her golden eyes until the very end when Kuon would move it to seal their union with a kiss. Maria would pepper her path with rose petals and Kuon-chan would bear the rings as he was held in Kuu's arms. Kanae and Yukihito would stand by their best friends in support as the Maid of Honor and the Best Man. Sho Fuwa would sit in Tokyo and watch in anger as the couple made their marriage real in the eyes of God and all of Japan.
"You may kiss the Bride." with those words Kuon took her into his arms and tasted her sweetness fully. His cloudy mind could only hear the background noise of someone saying his name and cheering. He felt a hand on his back as Yukihito patted him to get his attention.
"Kuon! Give her some air!" He laughed.
The blush on Kyoko went from the skin on her scalp to the tips of her fingers showing through the lace on her arms.
"I love you Kuon." Kyoko whispered.
"I love you Kyoko. My Kyoko. My wife." He gave her a heavenly boyish grin and quickly kissed her again.
"This is even more beautiful than last time." Kyoko sighed as she stood at the French doors that led to the patio of their bungalow in Guam where they would spend the next two weeks on their Honeymoon.
"Not as beautiful as my view." Kuon purred as he wrapped his arms around his wife and began kissing and nibbling her neck.
"Kuon..." She moaned. This would be the first time since their unofficial wedding that he would be able to carry her sounds into the night with him. She turned into his kisses and he continued them down from her neck to the tops of her breasts that weren't covered by her thin silk blouse.
"I love you Kyoko." He breathed onto her warm, soft skin as her small hands slowly unfastened the buttons of his shirt and left trails of fire on his skin from her touch. He leaned in to claim her lips once again. He scooped her into his arms as carried her to their bed and gently placed her in the center. He drew back to take in the view of his little goddess. Tonight he would reverently worship at her altar and would do so every chance he had thereafter.
Kyoko looked into his hungry eyes. "Kuon?" He leaned above her and in to claim her lips once again then deepened their kiss. The heat from his kiss shot from her very core and traveled up her spine, burning her mind with pure lust. One gentle hand caressed her thighs and hips and the other wrapped possessively around her waist as his lips and tongue teased and nipped. At some point during his travels on Kyoko's body, she had lost her blouse that covered her bikini and his teeth had pulled the strings that were holding the top and bottom together. She now lay before and slightly beneath him completely bare and looking thoroughly aroused.
His fingers grazed her as he caressed her thigh. "You are so wet Love." The Emperor cooed as he brought his now moistened fingers to his lips and licked. She gasped in a haze as his hair and breath tickled her on his way down in kisses. "Just a taste." He whispered. His tongue penetrated and his lips sucked gently on the little pearl of pleasure. She mewled loudly and it spurned him on. She was the only thing he had a taste for. She was ambrosia from the gods. Her hips bucked and ground into him as he smiled knowing he was pleasing her. She had never felt anything like this. The one that had taken her virginity didn't take the time to give her so much pleasure. Kuon sent her over the edge with a pleasure filled scream.
"More...I... I need you Kuon." Her lusty sweet voice teased his ears and he was more than happy to oblige as sheathed his thick, hardened length into her for a tight fit. They both gasped. The action had nearly caused him to lose himself, but he was determined to make this feeling last as long as he possibly could. She never knew it could feel this good, this filling. She didn't feel cold and hollow. She was wrapped in warmth, pleasure and love. It was like a drug. The smell of his delicious skin, the heat from his body against and inside of hers and the feel of their mingled sweat brought her to the edge once again. An edge that she would happily dive off of.
"Oh god!" They both cried out as she pulsed and he released. Both fell into exhaustion and glee as they drifted off to sleep into the evening.
They would spend many days of their two weeks making love, laying on the beach and calling the grandparents to check on their precious little treasure over the ocean. When the time was up, they would fly home and begin their lives once again as actors, one with a looming debut.