Cherishing You

Kuon ripped the phone out of her hands and threw it across the room, grabbing her around the back of her head and forcing her down into his kiss. A loud, desperate moan ripped from his chest as his tongue dove inside her mouth. She let her hands roam over his body, pulling his shirt open, tracing over his muscles, raking her nails down his chest as she kissed him back. She could hear herself pant and let loose, crying out with everything she'd repressed on the phone.

His hands grabbed her hips and forced her down against him, her legs spread wide. She gasped at the new sensation and pulled back from their kiss.

"Not— what a brother— should—" she tried to gasp out, her hand weakly pushing on his grip.

He growled, kissing her neck roughly, his hands thrusting her hips down and forward again. "I'm not your brother, Kyoko."

"Kuon—" she breathed, her hands gripping his shoulders.

He pulled back, looking in her eyes. He apparently found the sign he wanted, pushing them both up and standing with her in his arms, kicking open the door to the single bedroom.

He lay her tenderly on the bed, crawling over her to cover her. He filled her vision. Dark bangs hung down across his face but his eyes beneath were clear and focused.

"We play them… as obsessed with one another." He paused to brush her hair off her face, then shifted his direction and gently slid off her wig. "But it's not all an act for me." His fingers threaded into her short auburn hair, massaging her scalp. "I need you just as much as he needs Setsu. More. She's his sister."

His kiss was tender but full of need; he pulled back just far enough to rest his forehead on hers as he continued. "You… are my life."

Kyoko wound her arms around him, drawing him down against her. She buried her face in his neck, kissing him shyly. Her heart was pounding against her ribcage, his words burrowing deep inside her.

"I love you..." she whispered into his ear.

She felt him shudder. She kissed him more confidently, her lips exploring his smooth skin. "I love you," she repeated. She wound her fingers in his thick hair, reveling in the sensation of being surrounded by him.

He suddenly rolled with her, pulling her over on top of him. She laughed as everything tilted. His eyes were bright and anxious as he examined her, his fingertips running like a blind man's over her face, brushing over every feature for memory.

Once more. "I love you… Kuon."

He broke into a brilliant grin and pulled her into his arms, kissing her over and over, his joy poured into every single touch. She laughed, the sound rising and mixing with his deeper, richer chuckle. Kyoko nestled herself into his embrace, snuggling under his arms wrapped loosely around her back. He calmed beneath her and sighed, the exhale filled with contentment.

The room was quiet and still, emphasizing her awareness that the room was theirs and theirs alone. She could feel his chest rise and fall with each breath. His skin was bare beneath her cheek, the cut of his ragged shirt lower even than usual. The feeling of his smooth skin on hers made her intensely aware of her position, of her legs covered only by ripped stockings and indescribably tiny shorts, her midriff exposed partially by the corset top. His forearms criss-crossed over her bare back, their touch suddenly seeming searing hot like a brand.

Kyoko's heart started to hammer. This was so different from their last time sharing a room as siblings. There had been so many misunderstandings; so much distance between them. She traced her finger over the edge of his shirt, fiddling with the fabric. She hadn't even known the source of his struggles, though looking back now it was clear Kuon's history had shaped his darkness as Cain.

Cain was now dark only by choice, and never with her. Kuon was free. Kuon was hers. She smiled softly, biting her lip. His hands started to move slowly over her back again, retracing their earlier route. She felt his breath hitch as he came to her unhitched bra strap and paused, fingering the hooks.

Kyoko propped her head up on her arms and studied him playfully. He smiled sheepishly, moving his hand back down.

"Sorry…" he said, his voice almost as quiet as a whisper.

Kyoko rubbed her lips together. She was a little nervous, to be sure. But she felt warm, and peaceful.

"Don't apologize," she said, her eyes turned away bashfully. His chest grew beneath her as he drew in a long, shuddering breath.

"Don't…?"

She blushed, sure she was red as a tomato. Did he really need her to be more clear? She shook her head slowly, then reached up and untied the bow to her corset herself. Kuon exhaled in a rush. He pulled her against him, flattening her.

"Kyoko—"

"I'm sure," she said, her voice still muted.

He guided her face forward with just a few fingers, his eyes shining yet unsure as he studied her expression. She blushed hotter, if possible, and nodded. His fingers moved in a sudden feverish rush, stripping the rest of the ribbon from her corset hooks as if afraid the moment would end before he could finish. The ends ripped free and her shirt suddenly slipped sideways, her back completely bare. She squeaked, pressing against him to prevent the front coming off.

His movements slowed, his fingers lightly touching her skin, his eyes closing as he ran his fingertips up and down her spine.

"If you really do want this, I promise I will cherish you," he whispered. She looked at his face. "Not just tonight," he continued, his eyes opening to capture hers. They were full of ache. Of a desperate need to convey everything he felt for her. "For the rest of my life."

He kissed her gently. "If you don't want this…" he paused, brushing his lips tenderly over hers. "I also promise to cherish you tonight- and for the rest of my life."

She growled and pushed herself up to claim his lips in a kiss, her top falling off between them with the motion. She felt the rush of cool air mix intoxicatingly against her suddenly overheated skin as she kissed him again, more deeply, her lips pressing into his, trying to show him how certain she was.

"Make me yours, Kuon," she spoke against his lips, her voice clear and firm. He groaned and pulled her into tight against him, his kisses falling feverishly across her skin. "Tonight," she said, breathless. "Tomorrow—" His kisses continued, over and around her lips as she spoke. "Always."

Afterwards, she kissed his shoulder almost shyly, her fingertips tracing the faint red marks from a bite she'd left on his skin as they made love. She could feel him beneath her as a potent reminder of everything. It made her tremble. Slowly, their heart rates calmed. Slowly, their panting breaths became smiles. Slowly, the world fell back to reality. Kyoko smiled. A more colorful reality; like the Corn stone held up to the light, shimmering and overflowing with magic. She bit her lip, relishing her own sappiness and the feel of her fairy prince surrounding her.

The prince was hers. She blinked away the sudden tears threatening to rise at the awareness that beyond all expectations and reason and twists of fate somehow the two of them had still arrived here, in one another's arms. Was this how the princesses in her storybooks felt?

Kuon wrapped his arms around her and fell backwards onto the bed. She squealed, bonking her head on his shoulder. Squirming to work her way out of his arms, Kyoko whacked him playfully when he grabbed her butt and pushed her up higher on his torso, pushing her head down to nuzzle between his cheek and shoulder. "No moving," he said softly. "Mine."

She huffed, poking him in protest. "Nii-san…" she playfully whined.

Kuon shook his head. "No nii-sans here."

Kyoko smiled, tracing her fingers over his shoulder, relaxing completely into his embrace.

"Good," he said, a completely satisfied grin on his face. "So good."

The pair fell into silence, Kyoko watching the beat of his heart against his skin as she lay on his shoulder. Proof he was real. She touched the spot on his skin gently, feeling the press of his lifeblood thrum on her fingertip.

"I love you," she whispered. Kuon hummed, squeezing her tight.

"I know."

A/N: Celebrating baby's birth! Thank you all for the well wishes, she is perfect! And I am extremely well too!

EMYM - Makes Me Want You has the Extended Scene for this ch!