A/N: Alternate storyline to EMYM Ch 73! Read that first for this to fit in juuuuust right. Heh. Sexy puns. KuonKyo, naturally. No impact on the storyline of EMYM but damn delicious anyways, as careful beach sex (careful as in... sand avoidance...) always is! PERSIE LOVES YOU.
"Let yourself be you with me," she said, trying to pour her hope and trust in him into her words. "It's just us." She paused, a secret smile flitting across her face. "Two kids by the water, in our own secret world."
Kuon pushed her back away from him and she shook her head, refusing to look at him, gripping him more tightly instead. She didn't want to risk seeing his features closed against her request. If he tried to fall back into Ren… she'd fallen in love with Ren, but now, knowing that he wasn't all of him, she couldn't accept it. "I want all of you," she whispered, clutching his shirt in her fists. He nudged her again and she looked up with a shaky sigh.
He was beaming at her, his eyes glistening with unshed tears and a look of true joy that she hadn't seen since Corn leapt over the stream to make her smile. She blurted out a laugh of delight. "Corn-" she started. His lips sealed the rest of her words as he pulled her in for a kiss. She could feel his hands trembling on her back as their lips melded. She felt about to burst; her hands let go of his shirt and she pulled him in tight, pressing herself into him. He was here. Corn. Kuon. Hers.
He broke their kiss with a hushed breath, wrapping her into a tight embrace. She rested against him, her hand slowly tracing over his shoulders, his jawline, playing with his hair, following the line of his collarbone. They rested in one another's arms, her hand ceaselessly rejoicing in the feeling of his true self holding her. The light touches eased and comforted each of them until their breathing slowed.
Kuon waited for her to fall asleep. He felt like he was drifting on air. The idea that she would fully accept him- hear him out, give him mercy for his deceit and his shameless waiting, accept his darkness and still stay near- he leaned his head back against the stone, looking up at the stars. Her warmth filling his arms was all the certainty in life he needed. He was never letting go.
Her small hand kept ceaselessly moving across his skin as they rested together silently. At first it had been soothing; a proof of her presence and acceptance of him as he was that calmed him. But the longer she touched him, the harder it became for him to restrain a more physical reaction to her soft caresses. He became intensely aware of her legs draped across him. Of her petite hips fitting between his. Of her soft breath on his shoulder. Her fingers traced his jawline again and Kuon closed his eyes, trying to force himself to fall asleep. This was not the time to set the darker needs of Kuon loose. She'd only just met him, for goddsake.
I want to know all of you. His mind twisted her earlier words into an erotic fantasy as he sat back against the rock, feigning sleep. Kuon needed to cut it out, and quick, or the unavoidable accompaniment to his desire would rise and make its presence very well known to the girl ensconced in his lap. He shifted, trying to create a little more space between her hips and his.
Her hand stilled. He kept his eyes carefully closed, not wanting to alarm her. Fall asleep, my love, he begged her silently. Or I may not be able to stay still for much longer. Her body shifted, drawing slightly away from him. He started to relax, but then her hand touched his skin again, the rejoined contact like a firebrand on his cool skin. His acting training enabled him to not react as she drew her fingers downwards, tracing from below his ear around his neck and then down, a light touch caressing each button on his shirt. Pausing at his stomach, she flattened her palm and spread it against him. He felt her shift, looking up at his face. He didn't move, trying to breathe deeply and slowly as if slumbering. She seemed to hesitate, then slid her hand up and under the edge of his shirt to rest against his bare skin before pausing again. He couldn't resist; this was too much- he had to see her expression. He opened his eyes to tiny slits, barely visible in the darkness. She was looking down again, her eyes gleaming in the moonlight as she used her other hand to skillfully unbutton his bottom shirt buttons.
"Kyoko," he said, his voice thick. "What are you-" She gasped, flinging herself backwards, her face so red he could see her blush even in the dark.
"I- nothing- Setsu and Cain- I shouldn't have- I wasn't thinking!" Her words came out in a jumble. He caught her before she tumbled off his lap, drawing her face to his and capturing her in a searing kiss. He pressed her against him as he kissed her, wanting to keep her from running. Wanting her to keep doing exactly what she had been doing. He pushed her back breathlessly, letting go for the briefest moment to finish the work she'd begun and unbutton his shirt the rest of the way. He heard her breath catch and glanced up. Her eyes were fixated on his hands, her mouth open slightly as each button fell away.
"I shouldn't have-" she started again, her voice strained.
Kuon didn't reply. He grabbed her hands and pressed them against his skin, slowly moving them along his chest. He could feel her brush against him lightly with each rapid breath, her eyes wide as she stared at small hands caught in his, tracing over each ripple of muscle across his lean torso. They reached his waist and her fingers clenched, circling his hips on her own power. He released her, his own hands flying up to tangle in her hair and pull her back into a kiss.
"Touch me all you want," he said huskily against her lips. "I'm yours." Kyoko moaned softly, her hands rising around and up his back. He shrugged as she reached his shoulders, letting her movement push his shirt up and off to slide the rest of the way down his arms, exposing his skin to the cool rocks against his back. He picked her up, twisting her to sit astride his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. Kyoko squeaked in protest, starting to move back but he grabbed her under her hips and raised her up so her face was level with his. "Better angle for remembering Cain and Setsu," he growled before diving in to kiss her neck. She arched against him, her mouth opening with the sudden shock of pleasure. "You didn't let me do this in Guam," he said against her skin, his tongue rolling circles around her tender flesh, his lips sucking and shifting lower, drawing shivers from her as he gripped his shoulders tightly.
He lifted her higher, his muscles barely straining to keep her small frame aloft. He found the spot he'd wanted so badly that night - even more badly right now - and with a low mutter of "here," he released one hand to pull her shirt down before consuming her with his kiss. She cried out, pressing her body against him. He was so close to the round of her breast, but he would go no father without her permission. He sucked and nipped at her, gripping his hands tightly around her ass as he held her to meet his need.
"Kuon!" she cried out, her breath coming in pants. He wouldn't stop- not until he was done. Not until she was marked. She writhed against him, her small cries coming quicker now as he sucked. He would release her soon. He had to release her soon. He was about to lose his mind. He gasped against her skin, freeing her. She could move him so easily- just this simple feel of her flesh against his lips and he was hard as rock. He moved to set her down on the ground next to him, but she pressed up against his shoulders, arching her back. The movement raised her breasts, brushing them against Kuon's chest. "More," she said urgently. "Don't stop-"
"Kyoko-" he warned, but she pulled her own shirt down, the stretchy fabric sliding easily over her shoulder. Her arm pinned to her side by the sleeve, she let her head fall back, using her other hand to tug at the top line of her bra.
"More, Kuon," she said, her voice raspy. He released a shuddering breath, his eyes lingering on her face before he caved, his hand reaching up inside her shirt and swiftly undoing her bra clasp. The bra fell loose in front, caught on her shirt. He pushed the other sleeve down, pinning both arms to her side, before pulling the bra out and tossing it to the side. Her small breasts were bare before him then, still pert without the bra.
"Perfect," he whispered. He wanted to set her down, to wrap his hands around her fullness and hold each, reveling in the soft skin, but instead he pushed up, raising her higher still. She braced her feet on the ground, taking some of the weight off him. He slid his hands up under her skirt as he feasted on the sight of her, his hands sliding over the ruffles of her underwear as he caressed her smooth ass. She looked down at him, her lips open, eyes hungry, waiting. He met her gaze, then smiled as he flicked his tongue out to lightly lick her nipple. She cried out, her hands clenched by her sides. He licked again, a hot, quick touch just enough to tease. She moaned, shifting closer still, trying to force his attention. Kuon used his tongue to trace around her nipple, watching her shudder. Her reactions to his every touch thrilled him. He pursed his lips and nipped her bud, drawing a cry from her. First one, then the other, he teased and nipped her breasts until her legs were shaking, her hands clutching and releasing in pulses where they were held against her sides, her head bent forward. She opened her eyes, their golden hue pleading with him as another nip drew a moan from her and he caved, pulling her full breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around her nipple while he sucked her deep inside. Kyoko shouted with the release, collapsing her head against his as the new sensation overcame her.
Every single noise she made was delicious. He wanted more of them. He shifted his grip on her lower half. He pushed her up to stand, releasing her breast from his mouth. Using one hand to brace her, his other slid under her panties and pushed them to the side. Kyoko gasped, her legs shivering with the stimulation. He lightly traced along her length, a moan escaping his own lips when he felt how hot and wet she was already. "Kyoko," he said. "I want all of you." Kyoko didn't reply, but he was low enough now she could grip his shoulders with her arms and she started kneading his muscles subconsciously, her fingertips digging into his skin. She was lost in feeling. Her hips started to rock slightly against his hand before he even moved. He shuddered, letting himself answer her need. Pushing her skirt up around her waist, he pressed on her hips, drawing them forward. One hand slid between her folds, holding her open. Even this small touch sent raging shivers down her body. He bit his lip once in anticipation, then licked her suddenly, desperately, purposefully lingering at the front to swirl his tongue around her clit. She cried out, her entire body held tense as a bowstring under his onslaught. He licked again, and again, wanting to disappear into her. His lips closed around her sensitive bud, sucking lightly. She shook, "Kuon- too… much…" she gasped, her head rolled backward. Beads of sweat formed on her chest from the effort of holding herself upright. He shifted his kiss back, pressing his tongue up and in, tasting her sweetness with a deep, throaty moan. "Kuon!" she shouted. Her legs gave way and she sank against him. He pulled back, letting her slide down his length so her could kiss her again, her juices rich and creamy on his lips.
Kyoko's skirt was around her stomach, her arms still held down. She shrugged up, trying to force her way out of her shirt. He ripped the shirt off and over her head, bending forward to feast on her breasts but she grunted in refusal, her freed hands gripping his chin and forcing him up. She kissed him roughly, desperately- he could feel her awakened need in every movement. Her tongue flicked out against his lips and he opened to her, welcoming her in. He could feel her hot and wet center pressing hard against his erection, the juncture painful with his own need as he rolled her tongue around hers, tangling together. The feeling of her inside him was too much; he needed inside her- he lifted his hips, pushing up against her. She gasped and started to shift her body back and forth, rubbing across the tip of his straining member. Kuon groaned. "Kyoko, stop," he begged. "I can't stop if you don't. I can't," he panted, his hips thrusting without his permission up and against her. He desperately wanted to free himself- he clenched his hands around her breasts, kneading them roughly as he toyed with her nipples instead, trying to force his attention away from the two simple layers of clothing separating him from her entrance.
Her gasps came in time with each time he caressed her breast. She kept rocking her hips, ignoring him as her hand snaked between their moving bodies, swiftly and confidently hooking the hem of his pants and underwear and pulling them down over his erection in one movement. He cried out as his cock jolted free of the constriction, his pants caught around its base and pressing too tightly, making him shudder. "Kyoko, no, I can't-"
"All of you, Kuon," she said, her voice husky. She lightly touched his tip and his head flew back, barely missing the stone behind him. She forced his pants lower, freeing him completely. Her eyes were wide with desire as she looked at his hard length. He gripped her waist, refusing to initiate, refusing to tear his eyes away from her face. If he so much as thought about it he would slam himself up into her before the next breath left his body. She lowered her hips, sinking down just behind him, her wetness sliding slowly down his entire length as she settled into his lap. He shuddered again, biting back curse words. She started to move against him and he did curse, biting his tongue to stop himself. She was sliding her wet folds up and down his cock, making love to him without him entering her. Her body shook each time his tip pressed against her clit, but it was the brief hesitation each time it neared her entrance that threatened to kill him. Kuon growled and took over, lifting his hips in rapid beats, reveling in the feeling of her wet heat covering him, slick and hot as he thrust against her. She started to cry out, her hips shifting forward to press more tightly against him, sealing his cock between her and his chest as she joined his movements. The sound of the crashing waves seemed to magnify everything; their heated breaths mingling with the ocean's ceaseless murmur, her body shifting and moving unexpectedly in the soft foundation of sand, drawing out new angles of pleasure and need. The night air cool against their heated skin, breeze wicking away the sweat on her back but leaving all the heat and fire caught between their bodies.
Kuon felt the burning rising within him, spreading out through his core as her body drew him under. He pushed up harder, faster, desperate to punch inside her but holding back, needing nothing but her, feeling nothing but her. She cried out louder with each upward stroke, her fingernails digging into his back. He called out her name-she buried her face in his neck, biting him as his strokes pushed her harder and tighter until with a gasp she threw her head back and came, her need bursting into his own climax. Kuon shouted, his voice harsh with the urgent release. She fell forward into his embrace, her breath coming ragged as her fingers massaged the places she'd scratched him. Slowly, they came back to reality, snuggling deep into one another. Kuon stroked her hair, waiting for her to pull back and smile at him before grinning naughtily and asking, his eyebrows raised in mischief - "Want to try skinny dipping next?"
Kyoko swatted at him, laughing and blushing all at once. He ducked, bleating in mock protest. "What? We made a mess!"
"You made a mess, you mean!" She scolded. He smiled seductively, standing and pulling her to her feet in front of him. His pants fell away as he stood, revealing his completely naked form to her. She stared, letting her eyes slowly travel down his body. Her gaze made him grow hard again. He saw her eyes widen in wonder as she watched his erection expand, but before she could speak he leaned down, kissed her roughly, then turned and ran for the waves. "Last one in has to cook breakfast!" He shouted back at her, earning a delighted huff as she quickly tore off her remaining clothes and raced after him.
A/N: OBVS WHAT THEY WERE DOING ALL NIGHT