A/N: This one was fun. Love, AB.
Ever since they got married, Yukihito has made it his goal to give them at least one day off together every week. Sometimes it was difficult, but their super manager was successful 90% of the time. Tonight, they were going out on a date and Kyoko was looking forward to it, but until then, they were cleaning.
Oddly enough, Kuon enjoyed cleaning. Once Kyoko moved in, she was shocked to find that he was the one to keep this huge apartment clean. He did everything, dusting, vacuuming, laundry, windows, bathrooms. The kitchen never really needed cleaning since he didn't cook before her, but he maintained it. All this time, she would have paid money that he used a cleaning service.
Kyoko was pulling out the laundry from the dryer while Kuon was ironing his shirts next to his side of the closet. She carried the basket into the bed and started sorting her clothes. Once everything was in its pile, she moved to her closet and opened it up. She had to shove a large portion of the clothes out of the way to get to her hangers and down plopped a black bag.
She gasped at the item dropping towards her unexpectedly and Kuon looked up.
"You okay?"
Kyoko flushed and stammered, "Ah, y-yes! Fine! I made a mess. I'm good!" She pulled the folding closet door a little closer to her so that the bag was hidden. She licked her lips and could feel the blood rushing to her face as her heart pounded in her chest. She had forgotten about the gift bag. The black bag was easily hidden by the shadows created in the back of her closet. She hid everything back there the morning after receiving it once Kuon left for the day. She even made sure to take out the clamps from her jewelry box and back into the bag.
"Do you need help cleaning it up?" Kuon asked curiously. She looked over to him nervously. He had set the iron down and was watching her with concerned.
"What? No," she laughed. "Why would I need help?"
"Because you are just standing there," he said reasonably. "Did something break?" He took a step to move around the board so he could see the damage, and she quickly raised her hands up to stop him.
"No!" She quickly shouted and then groaned. I'm a terrible actress. Kyoko sighed. "It's some old things that fell out of the container and it reminded me of the past. It's fine really."
Kuon didn't respond right away but he nodded softly. "Okay." He lifted the iron back up. "Let me know if you need any help."
She nodded and turned to the bag. About half of the bag came spilling out. Nothing that couldn't be quickly swept back inside. She carefully reached out and lifted it up. She heard things in there shift around and it made her blush again. She glanced at Kuon and felt foolish. Why am I hiding this from him? It's not like he would judge me or force me to use them if I didn't want to. A lump grew in her throat and she struggled to swallow it. She picked up one of the rolled-up bondage bands and pressed her lips together. And would it be so bad to play with them? She dropped the band in the bag and looked inside of it. The red tissue paper was crumbled up to the side but draped on one of them was the gold chain. She bit her lip and gingerly picked it up. The thin gold chain felt cold between her fingers. Her heart began to thump loudly in her ears. She could the blood in her body rush everywhere and her body start to hum. She pulled it out of the bag and the chain dragged against the edge of the paper bag noisily. She found the end, her fingers squeezing the little clamp and her body responded in memory. She gathered it together in her palm and stuck into her pocket.
Kyoko was getting ready for their date alone in their bedroom. She twisted to the left and then right and nervously tugged on the loose sweater she wore. The white sweater was a crop top that hung loose around her shoulders and draped off the curve of her chest. It was sort of sexy sweet the way it hung off her body but showed off her stomach. However, this time she wore a black high waisted pencil skirt that buttoned all the way from the based of her ribs to the bottom just below her knees.
She smoothed her hands over the skirt and up the stretchy fabric that curved around her waist. She licked her lips as her hands tentatively slid up under the top and played with the chain. She shivered as the little clasps lightly tugged at the tips of her breasts. She found that the chain that linked down to her clit came off, so she only had the two nipple clamps on. She took a deep breath forcing her chest up as air filled her lungs and the little clamps shifted against the thick fabric of her sweater. She watched every move through the mirror and couldn't see a thing. The only thing amiss was the fact that her hands were hiding beneath it.
There was a knock at the open door and Kyoko's hands shot down to her sides. She spun around to see Kuon handsomely dressed at the door. "You ready?" He asked and she quickly smiled.
"Yes," She quickly stepped forward and then hesitated. "Oh um, w-what do you think of…" her hands initially moved to cover herself but she forced them behind her and boldly lifted up her chest. "of the um…"
Kuon smiled at his bashful wife. He walked into the bedroom with a knowing smile. He had no idea why after all this time, she was being shy and timid but it was adorable. He watched her lick her lips and her cheeks glowed red as he approached. His eyes drifted down her body as his hands slipped over her hips. He pulled her towards him and she stumbled towards him. The warmth of his hand caressed over her hip, up her waist. She gasped as he yanked her against him. Her hands came forward and braced herself against his chest. He lifted his right hand up and lifted her chin up to him.
"You look gorgeous," he whispered. His thumb came up lightly caressed beneath her lower lip. "Would I ruin your make-up if I kissed you right now?"
She shook her head and slid her hands up around his neck. He leaned down and softly kissed her. Her eyes closed and she lifted herself up on her toes to deepen the kiss. Kuon's arms tightened around her, pulling her closer to him as their lips parted and their tongues melted together. A soft little moan slipped from her lips and into his as his touch ran up past her skirt and under her sweater. His fingers grazed the peekaboo bra she wore and it made her pull away. She smiled a little breathless.
"We should go, yes?" Kyoko said eagerly with an overly bright smile.
Kuon blinked. "Yeah," he whispered as Kyoko pulled away. He twisted around as she walked out the bedroom door. Kyoko waved her hand fanning her face as she quickly walked to the front door. She opened up the small closet that held their shoes and picked out a pair of black high heels. They were simple but so was the outfit. She squatted down and set the shoes down. Placing her hand on the door frame for support, she slipped her foot in. Her balance wiggled a little. That's when large hands came up and held her hips.
She looked up and smiled up at Kuon. "Thanks," she whispered. He held his arm out and she placed her hand on his forearm. His arm flexed; the muscle tightened under her grip as she leaned on her husband for support. Once done, she turned around to face him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "My hero," she purred making him smile.
His dreamy eyes looked down at her as his hands caressed around her back, dipping down over the curve of her bottom. "Maybe we should stay," he whispered as his hands groped her and tried to lift her up.
"Now, now," She quickly bent over, pushing her hips out of his grip with a playful smile. "If we keep missing reservations, we will get blacklisted in every restaurant in Tokyo."
He grinned. "That's alright. You make better food then all of them put together."
"I knew you married me for my cooking." She pouted.
Kuon laughed. "Definitely. I'm a slave to your food."
Kyoko leaned against the door and bit her lip suggestively. She had to admit that skipping going out had its appeal especially since Kuon looked good enough to eat. Not to mention she was eager for him to find her little surprise.
"I'll tell you what," she started. "If you find the gift I have for you, then we can immediately come home. Okay?"
He tilted his head to the side. "A gift? You got me something?"
She pressed her lips together to keep from laughing. "Sort of. I have to admit it's not exactly something I bought, but it is meant for you."
His brow furrowed in thought. "And it's something for me to find?"
She nodded with a smirk.
"Are you going to give me a hint?"
"I thought I already did," she told him.
He narrowed his eyes. "Do you have it on you now?"
She shrugged.
He sighed and then chuckled. "Is this a trick?"
She shook her head. "Nope. I promise it will be very obvious once you find it."
"Okay. Let's go to dinner." He announced and slipped on his shoes before escorting her out the door.
They were driving to dinner when the questions started.
"How am I suppose to find this gift? Am I allowed to rummage through your purse or your pockets?"
Kyoko laughed. "Sure. Though I think you can tell I have no pockets on this outfit."
"Hmm," he sounded in thought. "Do I have to undress you in order to find it?
"Dirty," she teased. "No, I would not make that offer if you had to remove clothes in public in order to find it."
"Yeah, I was hopeful though," he confessed, making her laugh.
They reached the restaurant and were escorted in after taking their coats. They got a booth to the side where she scooted in the side facing away from the crowd and he slipped in next to her. He ordered wine as she looked over the menu and they were left alone. She could feel his gaze on her as she read over the dinners, and soon she started to smile and then she snorted.
"Would you stop looking at me?"
"Why?" he asked. "You look so beautiful tonight. I can't keep my eyes off you."
She set the menu down and glared at him. "That's so bad even from you."
He smiled brightly at her. "If I'm not allowed to look at you, how will I find my prize?"
"How do you know it's on me?" she asked curiously.
"Sir," the waiter's voice sounded behind him, and Kuon twisted around to look at the wine bottle that was brought to the table. The couple waited as the waiter poured them their drink and then left. Kyoko lifted the glass to take a drink as Kuon turned back to her.
"If the gift isn't on you right now, then that would mean it was going to appear at time of your choosing during the date. That would not be fair considering you said that we could go home the moment I found it; therefore, it has to be on your person from the moment we left home."
The wine was very dry and combined with his words, it made her throat close up a bit. She swallowed the liquid painfully and coughed a little. Once she was able to speak, she croaked, "How logical."
He smirked at her as she took another big sip of her drink. His eyes never left her as she set the glass down and nervously tugged at the edge of her top. She glanced over at him and blushed, then huffed and turned away, then finally laughed.
"Oh my God! At least talk to me or something if you are going to stare at me all evening," she exclaimed.
"Well you are oddly quiet too, my love," he commented. "Is there really nothing on your mind?"
She flushed and reached for her drink. She took a drink and noticed the waiter coming over. "Kuon you haven't looked at the menu, what are you going to eat?"
"Order for me," he told her and it made her blink.
"What?" She hissed as the waiter stepped up.
"Hello," he greeted them. "Have you had a chance to decided or would you like more time?"
Kuon took a sip of his wine smiling behind the glass. He placed his hand on her thigh and she jumped at the unexpected touch. "Ah! Um…" she flushed as she quickly read over the menu. "He'll have the eel and I'll take the halibut," she told him and he took their orders and promptly left.
"You!" she smacked the back of his hand and he laughed softly, but did not remove it. Instead it smoothed down to her knee and he squeezed it through the skirt.
"How is it my touch still makes you nervous?" he leaned in and whispered softly in her ear. "Even after all of the things we've done together?"
She closed her eyes and could feel her heart race. The blood rushing through her was making her breast throb in time with it. The clamps that hugged her nipples were constantly letting themselves known. The lace that surrounded each tip rubbed her as she moved. The combo of the lace and the clamps made her nipples feel huge and achy, yet she saw nothing through the sweater.
"Nervous isn't the word I would use," she whispered back at him and she saw the shift in his green eyes from humor to lust. His hand left her knee to be pulled out from between them and moved around her shoulder. His large body caged her in the bench as he twisted towards her. He leaned in and softly kissed the cuff of her ear making her breath hitch. He nuzzled his nose behind her ear and blew softly into it.
"What word would you use?"
Kyoko sucked in air and held it as his thick voice tickled her ear. The arm stretched behind her enabled his hand to idly caress up and down her arm. Even over the fabric of the top, she could feel his touch burning through it.
"Excited," she finally answered and could hear him smile below her ear. He pressed a soft kiss at the top of her jaw.
"That," he whispered and took her ear lobe between his lips, "is a good word." He sucked in the soft piece of flesh between his lips and gently bit it bringing a little whimper from her lips.
"Kuon," she whispered pleadingly.
"Hmm?" he asked with a sound and let his hand drop down to her waist. She gasped as he pulled her closer to him all the while nibbling her ear.
"Kuon, please," she repeated and straightened up her back as his hand drifted up towards her ribs. Her arm nearest to him lightly pushed at his chest to emphasize her point.
He groaned and let her go with a lick of his tongue. He pulled away and Kyoko could suddenly breath again. His arm came from around her and she saw that her purse was in his hand and was placed on top the table. She snorted as he sat straight and opened her purse with a glare. Kyoko waited as he shifted through her tiny purse. She took another sip of her wine and pinched her top between her fingers to create some air and cool her off. The little chain moved as she moved and it made her feel more flushed.
He sighed as he pulled everything out of it and found nothing. He even pulled out the liner of the bag and felt around the soft cloth purse to see if anything was hidden in it. He took a draw of his wine before he put everything back and handed it back to her.
"Thank you," she said and set her purse back down on the other side. She shifted towards him, crossing her legs left over right and smiled up at her tormented husband.
"How is Extort going? Have they scheduled the offshoot for the forest scene?"
"No, I think they are waiting for the weather to clear up a bit before they schedule it. They want some foliage for the scene. We might be forced to travel further south to film it," he informed her and then asked, "Did you leave it in the car?"
"Nope," she answered. "The scene isn't that long, to travel for one day of filming seems expensive."
"That is probably the reason why they haven't booked a date yet," he narrowed his eyes at her. "Are you lying to me?" He leaned in and whispered, "Because you can't hide anything under that skirt and the only place left is in your bra, or the bra itself, but you told me not to take off your clothes. Unless you want me to take things off…."
"You cannot," she reaffirmed. "I'm not lying to you. And while yes, I am wearing nice underwear, that is not the gift."
"Kyoko, there is nothing else on you," he growled.
"I promise you there is," she told him and lifted her glass to empty it. "More please?"
His eyes were darting all over her as he reached for the bottle left there. As he poured more red wine for her, their food arrived and he was forced to sit back as they were served. Kyoko smiled but she couldn't stop shaking with adrenaline and excitement. She knew it was driving him to do only one possible thing and it was making everything inside of her hot and wet and giddy. She proceeded to eat while he kept glancing over to her. The puzzle was killing him. She took a few bites as he quietly chewed on his first.
"It's the vibrator, right? Are you wearing panties with a vibrator pocket?"
Kyoko choked, flushed and coughed, grabbed the water glass and quickly drank as a piece of fish went down the wrong pipe. Kuon quickly padded her back to help and she raised her hand once she could breathe again.
"I don't have a vibrator," she whispered harshly and he frowned.
"Yeah you do, I found it under the couch and put it back in your nightstand drawer," he told her. "Didn't you find it in there?"
Kyoko squeaked and covered her cherry red face. She started mumbling behind her hand, but he couldn't hear a word of it. Frowning, he grabbed her arms and gently pulled them down to see into her face.
"Kyoko?"
She took a breath and put her hands down into her lap. "It's not. Sorry to disappoint you. Um, but maybe next time?" His look of frustration and confusion was changed to intrigue and then then he frowned again. She shook her head. I can't believe Kijima bought a vibrator. I can't believe I lost it under the damn couch. How did Kuon find it? Was during the cleaning today? He did do the vacuuming in the living room. I guess I have a vibrator now. I didn't even see it in the drawer. What does it even look like?
While she was tormenting herself with this new found knowledge, Kuon continued eating trying to figure out what she was hiding from him. It must be the bra. It was the only thing left. She wasn't wearing anything special in her hair, her earrings were rather standard. No necklaces unless it was hiding under the sweater….
He pulled back and reached behind her neck. Kyoko had a bite of food heading up to her throat when his hand touched the back of her neck and she froze as he pulled the sweater back and stroked his hand down the column of her neck. He tsked when he found nothing and let her go. She took her bite and smiled at him.
"If I give up, will you tell me?"
She broke off another piece of her fish to eat and smirked at him. "I think it would be worse if I did tell you."
That tidbit made him frown harder.
"It's more fun this way. Trust me," she teased.
"Is it a tattoo?" he asked and again she shook her head.
"A piercing?" He continued, and her cheeks flushed a little but she shook her head. He narrowed his eyes at that reaction.
"It's jewelry," he stated as a fact.
Kyoko quickly deflected. "Aren't you going to eat?"
He took a bite and immediately swallowed it. "If it was for me, it would be difficult for you to hide it, so it must be…"
Kuon quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her over. She gasped at the sudden action, her hands dropping her chopsticks and spilling her food a little. His right hand was at her waist and sliding up before she knew it.
"Kuon!" She said in a harsh whisper and started to shove his arm down, but it was too late and his fingers found and tugged at the chain between her nipples. She whimpered as it tugged from her pushing at his arm. She was successful at stopping him though. But he found it and he knew he found it.
"Did you pierce your nipples?"
"No!" She snapped and he quickly moved out of his seat. His hand was like an iron band on her wrist as he pulled her out.
"Kuon, what are you doing? I haven't finished eating yet. You barely touched yours," she tried to stall as she was pulled out of the booth. Once he had her standing, he took out his wallet and dumped some bills on the table.
"I found it. Time to go home," he told her and slipped his hand around her waist.
"Sir, is everything alright? Was the food not to your liking?" The host said with concern as they were obviously leaving abruptly and so soon after arriving.
"No, the food was wonderful," Kyoko said and bowed down in apology. "We have a bit of an emergency and need to go."
"Of course, we can package your meal for you, it would only take a moment as we retrieve your coats," the host lifted his hand up and gestured to one of the wait staff.
"No," Kuon said while Kyoko said, "Yes, please."
"We don't have time for that, Kyoko," Kuon stressed and squeezed her waist.
She crossed her arms under her chest careful of the clamps and glared at him. "Yes, we do and if I don't get to have my dinner, then you don't get your meal either."
He sighed and walked over to the coat check for their coats. Kyoko smiled at the host as she patiently waited for their food. Kuon was helping her with her coat when the waiter came over with their meal in fancy little take out boxes. She thanked them and Kuon hurried her out the door.
"Seriously Kuon, just because you found it, I didn't think you would actually force us to leave in the middle of dinner." He said nothing as they walked to their car. His warm hand held hers but he slowed his pace because of her heels; however, she was pretty sure he would have picked her up if he could get away with it. Once they reached the car, she stepped past the passenger door for him to open as he always did. However, he had different plans.
Kuon grabbed her hips and pushed her against the car. The food hanging from her fingertips in the paper bag fell to the floor.
"Hey," she exclaimed as his hands drove up her body and felt up her breasts. She moaned as soon as his fingers found the clamps.
"What are you wearing?" he rumbled as his thumb and forefinger lightly rubbed the gold clamp trying to figure it out without looking. Kyoko's voice was stolen and her eyes were closed because the only thing she could think of and could feel was his hands on her breasts. They felt so good touching her. His thumb stroked over each tight, hard nipple and it sent a wave of pleasure straight down to her core. She pushed her chest up towards him as her hands slipped under his jacket and gripped his pants just under his belt.
His fingers felt down the tweezer clamp to the linked chain. He followed it to the center where the circle was to hold the clit chain and then stopped. He jerked open the door and ushered her inside. He was moving too fast for her mind to keep up but did as she was motioned to do. The door slammed closed behind her and she buckled up. It wasn't until he stepped in with the food that she remembered that she dropped it. He shoved the bag to the back seat and looked at her. Even in the dark, she could see the heat and crazed look in his eyes. He looked at her chest and saw the strap of the seatbelt there and grabbed it, it was pulled over her head behind her and he lifted her sweater up to see what he just felt.
She shoved her sweater back down. "KUON! We are in a parking lot!"
He growled and turned froward to start up his car.
Kyoko held on for dear life as he sped through the streets of Tokyo taking advantage of every bit of horse power in his engine. The arrived at their building in record time and without a ticket amazingly enough. As soon as she left the car, Kuon tried to pick her up.
"No! You are not picking me up like a caveman with his stolen woman."
He tsked and instead took her hand. That rule went out the window as soon as he had her inside their home, and she let him cart her off with the food forgotten by the front door. They barely were able to take off their coats. He walked through the dark apartment, flicked on the light in the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. She yelped as he shoved the sweater up and even went as far as to pull it off forcing her arms up high to remove it.
"For crying out loud Kuon. This is a bit mu…" she couldn't finish and she flushed bright red as he dropped to his knees and started at her breasts.
The throbbing increased knowing he was looking at them. She found a white lace quarter cup bra that was left over from their honeymoon. The quarter cup didn't cover up any of her breast but perked them up a bit with a lace cup that went over her breast and up over her shoulder to the back. The kinky thing about it was that there were slits to allow her nipples to peak through and tease her lover. She wore them for the honeymoon and he made love to her with it on, his tongue teasing her tips through the lace. It was sexy and made her think of that time with him, so she didn't wear it since. This time it was simply perfect for going out with the clamps. It allowed her to wear a bra and the jewelry at the same time. Her dark hard tips were jutting out between the white lace with the gold clamps with clear protective sleeves squeezing her nipples making them swollen and red and aching for attention.
"They are nipple clamps. You are wearing nipple clamps."
Kyoko could feel her face burning as her breasts throbbed in time with her heart. She took a shaky deep breath making her chest rise and fall before him. He licked his lips unable to tear his eyes away.
"Do they hurt?"
"A little," she confessed and he looked up at her. "In a good way," she softly added.
Kuon lifted his hands up and then hesitated. "Can you take off the bra without taking off the clamps?"
"No, I didn't think… I thought you would take all of it off once you found them," she said softly.
He took a deep breath and let it out in a rush. He cupped both of her breasts with his thumb and index finger and lifted the flesh up, making the chain pull as he played with her. Her thighs began to rub within the confines of her skirt as he made the clasps move, sending little tinkles through her body. He set the weight of her breast back down and then slowly ran his thumbs up over the curve and then across each swollen tip.
Kyoko moaned and her head fell back at the simple action. Her chest started to rise and fall with her labored breath as he lightly manipulated the tips up and then back down and around, all of it driving her crazy. Without her noticing, his thumb was then replaced with the tip of his tongue at her right breast and she fell backwards with a loud outcry. Kuon crawled up on the bed over her, his tongue licking up along the clasp and over the tortured tip, teasing and rolling it around as much as the clamp would allow with his mouth. Her legs shifted back and forth fighting to be freed from the constraining cloth of her damn skirt. She didn't think he would be taking so long to get her underdressed and slam inside of her. Every second was making her wish he would be that caveman and simply ravage her NOW.
"Kuon, I need you. Please," she begged, her hands clawing into his hair and tugging for attention. He pulled up with a little suck to her tip and it made her back arch up towards him and her mouth hung open in a silent scream.
"Where did you get these?"
She sunk back down and her excitement was subdued with embarrassment.
"Please don't get angry," she whispered timidly and he frowned not understanding.
"In the left side of my closet there is a black bag. It was a wedding gift for us… well you specifically." She pointed as she explained. Curious and confused, he walked over and opened the door and looked inside. He found it immediately and grabbed it. He walked back as he pulled the paddle/tickler out and flipped it around between his fingers. Kyoko sat up and started to scoot away nervously. He sat down and started pulling everything out, looking at each item with a blank mask.
"Um, given the obvious personal nature of the gift, it was meant to be given to you personally; however, they hadn't seen you since before the wedding and instead ran into me where they asked if I would take it since it had been a while since our actual wedding day."
"Kijima."
Kyoko gulped. "H-how d-did you kno-ow?"
He snorted. "He is the only person I know living in Japan that would ever think to give me something like this," he said and waved his hand over the sex toys. He shook his head and then at her. His eyes lingered at her breasts but he pulled them up to her face after a moment.
"Why didn't you tell me this before?"
Embarrassment and shame filled her and she quickly ducked down into a dogeza on the bed. "I opened it with Chiori and when she told me what it was for, I got so embarrassed and I wasn't sure if I wanted to keep it, but then I came home and she told me it was expensive so I couldn't simply throw it away, and I decided to look up what they were on line while you were at work, and as I learned what everything did, it was simply too much, and then you came home and I panicked and hid everything but not before trying out some of it and…"
"Kyoko," he called out to her in the midst of her ranting. "Stop, sit up and talk to me."
She timidly did so and again his eyes drifted down to the chain. This time his gaze stayed there. "You tried them on? These? And I gather you liked them?"
She answered with a burning blush and a very subtle nod.
"So why not tell me? And why share it with me now?"
She pressed her lips together and looked down. "I honestly forgot about them until today."
He snorted and it turned into a full out laugh. She grabbed the nearest thing which was package of cock rings and threw it at him. It hit his shoulder but he didn't care.
"I'm changing for bed," she said angrily and slipped off the other side of the bed away from him to the dresser for her pajamas. She knew he would either laugh or make fun of her or suggest using it to bully her. Nothing good was going to come out of that damn gift.
Kyoko pulled her pajama pants out of the drawer and then yelped as Kuon came up behind her and spanked her with the paddle. She spun around her cheek bright red and looked at him aghast.
"This thing sucks," he commented with a now broken red and black paddle/tickler.
"You spanked me?"
He pointed at her with the stick and the little paddle broken at the end. "Punishment." Then he tossed it towards the trashcan in their room. Kyoko watched it clang in the trash bin and then jerked her head to her husband as he stalked forward.
"That was… but… you… gift… um… what…." She stammered as he pinned her against the dresser.
"I'm sad that you didn't share the gift with me, but I also understand why you didn't," he said softly.
"You do?"
He nodded and gently took the pants from her hands and placed it on the dresser. "I'm honestly surprised you liked anything in that gift, and I'm even more surprised that it was these that caught your eye," he said as his finger came up and took the chain in the middle of her chest and pulled it slightly. She whimpered and her chest moved forward making him smile.
He hooked the circle with his finger and started to pull, moving back and leading her to the bed. She contemplated letting him simply pull them off rather than going with them. It's not like they were adhered to her breasts. However, her body moved with him, wanting to follow, eager to find out what he was going to do. He sat down on the edge of the bed and let go of the chain. His hands slipped around her back and pulled her to stand between his legs. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her breast bone. Her hands slipped over his shoulders and sighed as he kissed down to the bra. He tilted his head to the side and opened his mouth to take her left tip in making her hands firmly grip the hair that was between her fingers.
She felt his fingers pull the zipper down at her skirt as he tongued the tip. She closed her eyes and leaned into him as he used the tip of his tongue to lick around her areola forcing the lace back around her nipple. His hands pushed off the skirt making it pool at her feet. Kuon pulled back and licked his lips. He let his eyes drift down to her panties and pouted.
"You didn't wear the matching panties?"
Kyoko smiled. "No. I'm not going to wear crotchless panties outside of this bedroom."
He reached up and stroked the right nipple bursting through the slitted bra. Her breath hitched as he touched her. "But this is okay?" He teased as he pushed away the lace to reveal more of her breast through the lace.
"It covers more than advertised," she defended and then gasped as he took her into his mouth and proceeded to show her exactly how much it did not cover. Meanwhile his fingers started to roll off the apparently offensive panties that covered everything. She stepped out of them and lifted her right knee up to slip over his thigh. His hands wrapped around thighs and encouraged her to sit in his lap. His mouth left her breast with a little lick as she straddled his lap. He tilted his chin up and she tilted to the side to kiss him. His hands ran up her thighs, and caressed over her butt and up her back. He pulled back and frowned at the bra.
He sighed and then looked up at her. "Will you promise me something?"
"Anything," she answered without hesitation, making him smile.
"The next time you are on top, wear these again," he tugged the chain down slightly making her breath hitch.
"But…" she started but her voice caught in her throat as he took her into his mouth again. She felt him lick the tip and then used his teeth to slide the adjuster down loosing it to remove from her nipple. She sighed and then moaned as his mouth sucked the clamp off and then soothed the throbbing tip with his tongue, rubbing the flat of it against her nipple and then pulled back leaving her with a little kiss. He looked up at her with the chain hanging down from between his lips. He reached up and pulled it out from his mouth.
He did the same to the other, and she let out a sigh of relief. He took the chained clamps and set them beside the other toys.
"Why take them off if you like them too?"
Her bra unsnapped in response and his fingers grazed up over her shoulder to remove it. She let him take it off and toss it to the ground and then proceeded to mold his hand over her breasts.
"Oh God that feels good," she moaned, making him smile. He fondled her for a bit, soothing her and fulfilling the need of touch. It wasn't long before her hips started to rock against him. Even through the slack, she could feel how hard he was for her.
"I can always put them back on if you liked. I don't mind," Kyoko suggested and grinded against him a little harder. He groaned appreciatively and squeezed her breasts hard, sending a tremble through her.
"Rather than putting that one back on, is there anything else that you were interested in?" He asked trying not to sound too eager and dropped his hands to curve around her waist.
She blushed and glanced at the toys he spread out. "Um," she flushed. "I…" She timidly looked back at him. "I don't really know what would be good, so you choose?"
He raised an eyebrow at her and then looked at the toys. He pressed his lips together and then coyly looked up at her, "Can I confess something?"
She nodded.
"I've never used these things either."
She snorted and then covered mouth, embarrassed by the instant reaction. She dropped her hands and looked at him suspiciously. "You are just saying that to make me feel better."
He shook his head. "I'm not. You keep calling me a playboy, but I'm really not. You know my history. This was never something I did with anyone."
She stared at him for a moment and then grinned. "So then, you would be learning with me?"
He nodded and then he had the audacity to look embarrassed. "Does that bother you?"
Her jaw dropped and her whole body had the strongest urge to tackle him down and maul him. She quickly shook her head and shifted closer to him. "No," she breathed. "Why would you even think that?"
His cheeks reddened and she bit back a groan. "I don't want to let you down," he whispered. "There are these unsaid expectations with the whole Japan's number 1 man to hold, the gorgeous star, and a playboy. Don't laugh, but I didn't want to ruin your expectation of what it would be like to be with me… in bed," he finished with a bright blush.
She squealed and forced him back with a fierce kiss. He grunted as she landed on top of him. Her teeth grazed across his lips and he parted his lips wide, allowing her tongue to sweep into his mouth. His arms wrapped around her as she started to undress him. She pulled away breathless as she yanked off his sweater.
"I'll do it!" She exclaimed as she threw his sweater to the ground, leaving him stunned below her. She shifted down his body. "I mean if you are okay with it?" She stopped over his thighs and started to unbuckle his pants. "I mean, we don't have to play with the toys if you are uncomfortable. We could just have sex."
He shook his head. "It's..." he coughed. "I'm fine."
She beamed down at him and quickly started pulling off his pants. His wife eagerly pulled every article of clothing off his body and then started kissing up his legs.
"Kuon," she called out to him as she crawled up and sat on his thighs. "Are you sure you are okay with this?"
"I am," he reassured her with a soft voice.
"Good, because I don't want you to think you have to do it. I love being with you." She stroked her hands over his chest as she spoke, "You make me feel good all over every time with just this," she ran her hands down his torso and wrapped her hands around his arousal. He softly moaned as she gently stroked him.
"And I'm going to prove that to you," she announced and let him go. He blinked and watched her crawl off him. "Move to the middle of the bed," she ordered as she slipped off the bed. He pulled himself over to the center of the bed as she started to unrolled the band letting it fall to the ground. She was entirely too excited to do this, yet he was sweating with his heart pounding and he was so painfully hard.
She walked around the bed and sat down at his right side. She crawled up on the bed and grabbed his hand. He swallowed and watched her tie the velco strap around his wrist. Even with her breasts dangling beside his face, he couldn't tear his eyes away from her tying the other end to the bed frame.
"How is that? Too tight? Can you still move your arm?"
"Um," he flexed his wrist and found it was comfortable and she gave him some slack so that he could bend his elbow a little bit. Not enough for him to put it down or touch her even if she kissed him, but hey he could scratch an itch on his nose if needed.
"Is it supposed to have that much slack?" he asked and moved his arm.
She shrugged. "I'm just matching what I looked up online. Is the wrist too tight though?"
"It's good," he told her and she smiled brightly, pleased with her work. She crawled over him and she repeated it to his other arm. Kyoko patted his forearm once done and slid down the bed slightly so she could move to straddle his stomach. She was smiling wickedly with her lower lip between her teeth. Her hands grazed over his biceps and then his chest and then slid up to cradle his face. She bent over and ravaged his lips. Her tongue thrust into his mouth, licking and twisting around his tongue. Her hands drifted downward and both of her curious fingers found his nipples and pinched.
"Ah," he cried out, breaking the kiss. Kyoko's mouth trailed down his chin and to his neck. He swallowed and twisted his face away to give her more room. His arms already tried to move down to hold her, to touch her, and was quickly reminded of his situation. His wife shifted down his body as her mouth slathered down his collarbone.
"Kuon," she called out and lifted herself up to look at him. "Any upcoming modeling sessions?"
He smiled knowing what she was asking. "As long as a shirt covers it, you are good."
She grinned and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before darting down to his chest. She opened her mouth wide and licked his pec. Her teeth grazed over his skin but she did not bite him though she would sometimes tease him with a Setsu love bite. Her lips sealed around a patch of skin and started to suck sending warmth through him. She didn't stay long, preferring quantity over quality, her lips licked down to his left nipple and started to suck just above it. She took her time and left over a dozen light little spots all over his torso, slowly moving down his body until she reached his straining member. Kyoko moved off his legs to sit next to his side as her fingers wrapped around his shaft and lifted him up.
Kuon licked his lips and then his head fell back when she took him into her mouth. He tried to watch, wanted to see himself disappear into her mouth as he felt her tongue lick and swept across his length. He was thankful that he could move his legs still. He was able to shift his legs about, bending at the knee and stretching out as she sucked him off. His hands twisting around the straps making it tighter around his arm.
She pulled him out of her mouth and dragged her tongue down his length and over his sack. He moaned and pushed his hips up towards her. Her hand wrapped around his cock and stroked using her saliva to pump her hand over and over his arousal. Her mouth opened wide and carefully pulled in the sensitive flesh into her mouth and tongued him. The muscle in his body all tensed and his toes curled.
"Kyoko," he warned and she moved off his sack with one last lick and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, her hand never losing her grip on him. She pumped and bobbed her head in time making his breath rush in and out of his lungs. "Kyoko," he moaned as he felt himself slipping, nearing towards the edge. Kyoko doubled her efforts bringing him to his climax within her mouth. He was surprised to find that she did not move away, instead forcing herself to swallow everything as he came.
She licked her lips as she sat up, and Kuon wanted to hold her. The bands strength was tested as he pulled at them. He had twisted them around his arm to the point that he no longer had that slack from before. He didn't think about it before, but he probably was able to untie himself before he got all twisted up. He looked up to see if he could untwist it when she bent over him to reach for a toy. That caught his attention.
She grabbed the thin package and he saw the cock rings. He blushed as she tore it open and she carefully read the package. She pulled the medium sized ring and set it on is stomach.
"Do you know how to use those?"
Kyoko leaned over him again and grabbed the box of lube. She glanced up at him as she opened it. "I read how to, but obviously we will have to experiment." She pulled out the dark blue bottle. "Are you not up for it?"
"Not yet, but I'm sure I will be in a minute," he teased.
She smiled. "Actually, you are absolutely perfect just the way you are," she told him and tipped the lube bottle over her fingers letting the thick liquid drip over her fingertips. She picked up the ring and smeared the liquid on the inside of the ring. She then proceeded to lift his half-erect self and slip the ring over the head. She carefully slipped the ring over his length to the base of his shaft. Then she started to rub her slippery hands up and over his cock, stroking and squeezing him gently.
"If it is too tight, or gets even a little bit uncomfortable let me know and I'll take it off right away. Okay?"
He nodded as she made him hard again. He idly wondered if she should have used the smaller one, but as she built him up, her soft but firm hands coaxed him back to full size, he felt the ring tighten around him. He didn't want to say it was too tight right away, wanting to feel what it was like once he was hard. Her hands continued to touch him, reaching down and even fondling his balls, and his cock was throbbing softly. She leaned down and kissed his stomach. She laid down beside him and kissed up his ribs. Her lips pressing against every little ridge until she found his right nipple. She licked the hard little tip and teased him as her right hand stayed at his groin.
"It's feels tingly," he mentioned.
She lifted her head and asked, "What part?"
"Everything," he answered.
"Sorry that is the lube. It's supposed to enhance something for you. Mine felt cool and then warm. If the feeling is isolated to just your shaft then I'll take off the ring."
"It's not," he assured her and she pushed herself up to kiss him. He took a deep breath through his nose as he opened his mouth to deepen the kiss. She let him go to caress up his body. Kyoko fed from his mouth and shifted closer to his side. Her leg slipped over his legs and she thrusted her center against his thigh. He lifted his knee between her legs to give her something to rub against.
"I want to touch you," he told her when she pulled away to take a breath.
She smiled. "I can arrange that," she whispered and pulled herself up making her breast come up to his mouth. He opened his mouth wide to take in her offer. She sighed and leaned down over him forcing more of her flesh into his mouth, pressing his teeth against her flesh. She pressed down as Kuon bit down slightly. She whimpered but did not pull back, so he held her with his teeth and sucked because there wasn't enough room to use his tongue. When she finally pulled back, there was an imprint of his teeth half way up her breast. She sat up on her knees, towering over him.
"You still feeling okay down there?"
He nodded.
"Good," she purred and then reached over to his arm and started to untwist them to give him back the slack she originally gave him. His arms relaxed a bit but he realized she wasn't letting him go like he thought. Instead she crawled up so that she was kneeling nearly at the top. Then she lifted her right leg up to slip under his left arm. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply taking in the heady rich scent of her arousal as she kneeled between his tied up hands and straddled his face.
He kissed her, her thigh, her calf, anything he could reach as she carefully shifted back, moving until the back of her knees hit his shoulders and her wet little pussy was over his mouth. He didn't need to be told to do anything. He lifted his head and started licking her the moment he could reach. Her breath hitched and she kept moving, making little adjustments until she was comfortable and he was able to service her needy center freely. Then she took his hands and lift them up to cup both her breasts. She cried out as he ate her and squeezed her breasts. Her hands braced on the headboard, her strong thighs keeping her above him. He had no idea if this was her plan all along but she made it seem like it was. There was only enough give to the bands to allow him to touch her breast, stroke up to her collarbone and down to her ribs. He couldn't move any further than that and he was "forced" to play with her chest. His hands lifted the perky flesh, fingers pinching and pulling her nipples, rolling them between his fingers.
Her hips rocked against his mouth as he lapped at her. He slipped his tongue inside of her as far as he could and licked up to her clit making her body tremble above him. He opened his eyes and watched her pant over him. Her body leaning over his face, her face flushed in the throes of passion. He could feel the cock ring squeezing him making him hard as stone, throbbing to the beat of his heart and feeling tight and demanding attention.
He felt her thighs tighten beside him and her moans were becoming louder. He focused his attention on her clit and her stomach started to jerk. She cried out above him and lifted her hips away from as she came. He grabbed her ribs and pulled her back down and she moaned at the force. He took her sensitive clit and pressed his lips against it, lightly squeezing it as she came prolonging the feeling until she started rocking against him again.
She made herself sit up and this time she didn't let him pull her back down. She stood up going to her feet this time and his hands were touching as much as he could as she stood. She stepped out of his reach, his eyes following every step as she walked down to his hips and then moved to straddle him.
"Still good?"
"Yes," he moaned and she nodded. She slowly lowered herself down, one knee at a time, and then she lowered herself on him, sliding the wet mixture of her arousal and his spit against his overly sensitive cock and he jerked in shock.
"Oh God," he groaned and thrust his hips up. Kyoko smiled as she positioned her hips up, sliding her sex over his until she knew his head was at her entrance. Then she reached back and lifted him up to guide him into her.
His head pushed back against the pillows and held his breath. His legs bent up to take over, to force all of his hard, length and shove it up into her. It was so overwhelming, as if he could feel her body slowly sucking him in, enveloping his engorged throbbing cock and yet as good as it felt, he couldn't release the pressure. His could feel his head weep as it tried to submit to it's release. She swallowed him whole and was left panting above him. He opened his eyes to see his wife, beautifully naked, flushed red and sweating above him. Her chest rose and fell enticingly as she breathed and then…
She moved.
Kuon moaned loudly as she rocked her hips. The slight shift inside of her felt incredible. His hands fisted the straps as she began to ride him. Her hands bracing themselves at his stomach, her thighs pushing herself up his length and then driving down hard. It was so good that he was afraid to move. No matter how much he wanted to dig his heels on the bed and thrust up, he dared not because the build was there, and it was like he was on the edge of coming.
Yet as time passed, his sexy gorgeous wife found her rhythm, grinded against him and forced him to hit that spot over and over again, he felt like all he could do was seep within her. The pressure got tighter and tighter but not uncomfortably so but all he could think about was his release. Of filling her with his seed and feeling that rush, and that was not normal. The moment he thought about it, he found himself loosing to the sensation but the ring stalled him just that little bit allowing her to find her release long before he was ready.
She continued to rock softly as her body pulsed around him. Her breathing was erratic and heavy as her body started to calm down. Kuon did pull his foot up to lift his hips up and grind into her. She whimpered and leaned forward. He slipped out of her as she pushed herself up and pulled at the velco strap on his left. He immediately wrapped it around her waist and pulled her against his chest. He stole her lips as her other hand found his hand and felt her way down to the strap. The loud rip of the last binding filled the room and then he was free.
Kuon twisted them around as fast as he could, pushing her beneath him, moving between her legs and then driving in to her in a matter of moments. She screamed as he slammed into her. He allowed himself to touch her, kiss her, watch her as she bounced on the bed while he filled her.
"Kuon," she moaned through labored breath. "The ring." She sounded and he slowed down to understand her.
She blinked up at him dazed. "You should take it off."
"Why? Can't I come with it on?"
"You can, but they said you shouldn't wear it for more than thirty minutes."
He dropped his head and grinded into her and she squeezed him from within. "I'll be fine," he said determined and returned to his previous tempo. She opened her legs wider and moaned with every breath. She was like jello beneath him, withing and bouncing at his every thrust.
He cried out, as he felt himself start to slip. It wasn't enough though and he continued. He pressed into her, moving frantically and he forced that orgasm through him. He moaned loudly and jerked his hips against her. The orgasm felt so much longer than before, those brief moments of extasy was stretched out and he wanted to milk it for as long as he possibly could.
"Holy God," she said exhausted.
He smiled and then let out a tired laugh. "Yeah," he agreed. He pulled out and she shifted to her side like a sloth. It made him smile wider. Reaching down, he grabbed the ring and started to pull it off like a condom but it didn't come off like that.
"You might need more lube to take it off. It stretches a little though, so it shouldn't be difficult," she told him. He looked at her and she was half asleep on her side watching him.
He carefully worked his softening flesh and managed to take it off without the extra help. He then collapsed beside her, gathering her into his arms and finally let himself relax.
"That was really, really good," Kyoko repeated and he chuckled softly. She tilted her head up to him.
"Did you like it?"
"Oh yeah," he quickly answered and hugged her. "It was the longest orgasm I ever had."
She grinned and hugged him again. "You'll have to thank Kijima-san for that."
He snorted. "Hell no. I don't want him to have anything to do our sex life. He is never going to find out we used those. In fact, your car got broken into and it was stolen before we knew what it was."
She laughed. "Why? Wouldn't you be happy to know that someone enjoyed your gift?"
"Not the same thing. Not even a little bit," he told her.
"That's not proper," she pouted.
Kuon nodded. "Alright. When You see him, tell him you enjoyed the gift. Maybe he won't ask about the details if it is coming from you."
"Details?"
"Details," he stressed and she ducked her head hiding in his chest.
"Right, it was stolen," she agreed and he laughed with her.