"Kyoko, how did you find me?"
"Oh. Well, I finished filming early and called to see if I could come in today with Woods-san because I was nervous about my first trip overseas," she explained, and then her face suddenly flushed. She looked away timidly as she murmured, "And I thought it would be nice to see you a day early too."
She risked a glance over and was immediately blinded by the light of his smile. She sucked in a breath and blinked away. With his green eyes and blonde hair that smile of his was overwhelmingly bright. Her face felt like it was on fire after that little confession.
"Kyoko," he called to her as his hands slid up her back, sending little shivers through her. She nervously looked at him and squeaked as he kissed her. Eyes fluttering closed; it didn't take long to give in to his touch. Her head twisted to the side and she opened her lips to deepen the kiss. A groan slipped from his mouth into hers as she licked him. His tongue eagerly met with hers and she felt her knees get weak. Her arms wrapped around his neck for support and Ren's hands slid down and lifted her. She gasped as he forced her legs to wrap around his waist. She looked down at his face and gulped as those green eyes swirled with heat and longing.
She leaned down and kissed him again. A soft moan escaped him as her tongue licked his lips seeking entry. His mouth fell open allowing his tongue to slip along hers, sending a wave of heat through her body. Their world started to sink as he slowly started to go down to his knees; however, they were unbalanced and it felt more like a drop breaking the kiss momentarily. He sat down on the sand with her in his lap and restarted the lip lock. She shifted in his lap, trying to get closer to him, gathering him in her arms and her legs. Her fingers locked into his damp hair never wanting to let him go.
Ren ran his hands up her back. His strong fingers sent delightful sensations along her body. His hand cupped the back of her neck while his other arm wrapped around her waist and she was being dropped back. His lips dominated her mouth as he moved over her. The weight of him settled over her making her feel safe and warm beneath him. His hand moved over her hip, up the side of her body until he reached his goal. His large hand cupped her breast over her clothes and squeezed, making her break the kiss with a loud moan.
Never deterred, his lips moved down her jaw to her neck as he kneaded her breast with determined fingers. She arched her back against his hand once he found the strap of her blouse and started to pull it down. Her hands slipped from their spot around his neck and slid down his chest to the first button that was still fastened. Before she could undo that first button, Ren pulled back with a sour look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
He stuck his tongue out and scraped it against his lips. "Sand," he told her. She watched him grab his shirt and wipe his mouth with the fabric to get rid of the sand that he licked off her neck.
Kyoko sat up and laughed. It was loud and filled with humor and love. It took him a few tries to get rid of it all and he had to swallow some of it but he was smiling humorously at it too. The haze between them was broken and was probably for the best considering their location.
"Ren, may I ask you something regarding… um… your looks?" she said with some hesitation.
He looked at her with a perplexed frown but nodded.
"Why are you here looking like this? I know there are a lot of Japanese people, but why yourself instead of maybe Cain?"
"Ah," he said with some relief. "My passport has my real name and this is how I look in the picture. I've traveled looking like Ren with my passport and it takes forever to get through security." He stood up and held his hand out to her to help her up too.
She snorted as she bounced up to her feet with his help. "That's weird."
"What?" He asked, confused.
"You refer to yourself as if you were different people."
He flushed. "Sorry, but they do feel like different people. To me at least."
Kyoko blinked. Something he said made the gears in her head start spinning. She was staring at his stomach but not truly looking. Her hands were still holding his but she went very still and her forehead furrowed as an unpleasant thought crossed her mind.
"Kyoko?"
"Hmm?" she looked up at him at the sound of her name.
"What were you thinking about?'
"Oh, um," she shuffled nervously in front of him. "It's… it's nothing." She shook her head to dismiss it.
"That doesn't seem like nothing," he pressed and her eyes suddenly wouldn't look up at him. Kyoko licked her lips and they twisted as she mulled over her thoughts.
"I was wondering," she started but her voice faltered.
He raised his hands and cradled her face to make her look up at him. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I would like to know especially if I can help."
She smiled softly, but it didn't reach her eyes. She reached up to place her hands over his and then twisted to kiss the palm of his left hand. "It's silly and I'm sure I'm overthinking it, but… um, if Ren is a different person from who You are, then who did I fall in love with?"
Those soft words struck through him like a stake and he didn't know how to answer. Her smile left her as the pressure of her question was left between them. His hand was still beside her face and she rubbed her face against it, covering her mouth and then she pressed her cheek into it. Rubbing her soft skin against his hand she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch before twisting up to look up at him. She graced him with a small smile, but her eyes wavered with uncertainty.
With a deep sigh, he pulled her into a hug and Kyoko willingly obliged. He held her tightly as he tried to find the words to explain himself, or to simply reassure her but he had nothing. He tightly shut his eyes and rubbed his face against the top of her head. He squeezed her tightly in his arms and kissed her hair, his fingers buried in her copper strands to hold her head as his left arm held her against him.
"Ren is…" he started, speaking into her hair as his eyes looked out to the ocean water glittering in the sun. "He is someone I want to be. The person I was, the one I told you about. I don't want to be him."
Kyoko stayed still in his arms but was hyper-aware of how his body was shaking at the moment, and she didn't believe for one moment it was because of his wet clothes. The pounding of his heart next to her ear was like a jackhammer on the streets – hard and loud. She closed her eyes remembering a conversation she had with the president.
I cannot tell you the details, but I can tell you at least this much. That guy is fighting a battle within himself right now, and he intends to win. Though in my opinion, this isn't a matter of winning or losing, he really does hate that person – his own self.
That conversation made a lot more sense now. Kyoko took a deep breath and could feel the strength of him holding her with that small motion. She ran her hands up his back as far as she could and nuzzled her face against his chest. Those few small gestures did release some of the pressure around her, his arms moving along her body as she pressed hers firmly along his. With every inch he gave, she gave back as her hands reached up his back to curl at his shoulders. She pulled herself up as he bent down at her insistence and stole his lips.
Ren sighed at the intimate touch. His arms fell to allow his hands to claw at her sides, his fingers grabbing the fabric of her clothes and releasing as he kissed her. His mouth and hands both expressed the need and desperation he has for her.
When Kyoko broke the kiss, he stood there breathlessly. She looked at him with plump wet red lips, looking unearthly handsome, and her body flushed at her uncharacteristic thoughts. She bit her lip and ducked her head down hoping that her expression didn't betray her thoughts. Her eyes fluttered closed as his large hand came up and rubbed the back of her head tenderly.
"Since you are here early, do you want to go have some fun together? We can make a day of it," Ren offered.
Puzzled, Kyoko blinked and looked up at him. "Don't you have plans this afternoon?"
He shook his head. "No. I was going to the store to get things for Cain but got distracted by the water. I was simply wandering around."
"I thought you were going to spend time with a friend. Someone you know from modeling," she continued and again he shook his head.
"I don't know anyone out here. Who …"
Kyoko smiled suddenly excitedly. "Then you are free until dinner?"
He nodded but then asked, "Dinner?"
"The dinner with Wood-sans. I'm coming too. Remember? She spoke to you about an hour ago."
He cocked his head thinking and then smiled. "Ah," he sounded in understanding. "Sorry, she was lying for me. I have to go see her to get my hair colored back for tomorrow. You aren't supposed to know what I look like, so the friend and everything was something she made up for my sake. She must have intended to tell me about dinner while she colored my hair… what? What's wrong?"
Kyoko was on the verge of tears. "You're going to color your hair!?"
He snorted. "Yes. Like I've done every six weeks for the last 6 years."
She sobbed, "How horrible!"
He laughed. "You color yours," he stated and she waved it off.
"It's not the same! You have gorgeous gold hair! Mine is black."
He groaned as his hands reached over and ran his fingers through her copper strands. "A gorgeous, deep dark, black. So dark and shiny like the darkest night glittering with stars."
She laughed. "I don't believe all that, but…" she cutely pouted while she asked, "When do you have to do that?"
He thought about it. "If you are here, she is probably trying to get a hold of me now."
Kyoko bit her lip thinking. It takes about an hour, maybe a little longer to do that. If dinner was going to be after that and it was tonight…
"Then there is still time," Kyoko announced.
"For what?"
"To spend time with you. Like this. I want to be with the real you at least for a little while."
He smiled a big dopey smile because things couldn't get any better. He pulled their hands up and he kissed her knuckles. "I would love to spend every last minute of this afternoon with you," his green eyes sparkled down at her over their combined hands making her breath catch in her throat. "Let me get my things and I can show you around."
Kyoko opened her mouth to speak but he quickly rushed towards a rock formation and reached down into a crack, returning with his wallet and phone.
"Okay," he said with a youthful smile. "What do you want to do? Are you hungry? There are some interesting shops you might like. Or there is this…" He took her hand and started to walk out to the crowd. Kyoko pulled at his hand causing him to stop and look at her curiously.
"Um… I was… um," She stammered while her face burned bright red. She looked down and nervously back up at him. Her free hand went to her chest and he watched her take a shaky breath. Concerned, he stepped up at her and stroked the side of her face gently.
"It's okay. Whatever it is you want to tell me, I promise it will be okay," he encouraged softly and waited patiently for her to summon up her courage.
She nodded and licked her lips before looking up at him. "I was thinking... well, wondering, if um," her face turned a darker red and she shut her eyes. "ifyouhavearoom," she blurted out and then gasped and, "Ah, no. I mean I know you have a room. I have a room, too, but um…" she frowned and let out a frustrated huff of air.
Defeated by her cowardness, she quickly changed the subject, "Actually, let's just go to the stores. Or maybe we can get one of those fun coconut drinks I see on TV. Yeah, let's do that." She quickly wanted to wash away her embarrassment and started to walk ahead of him but he didn't budge. Instead, he pulled her back into his arms and Kyoko quickly ducked her blushing face away from view.
"Kyoko, Sweetheart," he called to her gently with a slightly knowing tone. If he was wrong, well she would call him a playboy and they would be on their way. However, if there was even the smallest chance…. "Did you want to go to my room?"
He saw her visible gulp and then quickly nodded a little too fast. His whole body reacted to that little motion. His heart started to race, his gut clenched and his lower extremities awakened eager for the task. Heat swam up to his eyes as he wrapped his left arm around her waist to pull her closer. A soft little gasp spilled from her lips as he pulled her closer.
"As much as I would love to show you my room, I want to make absolutely sure this is what you want because it would make me just as happy spending the day with you out and about," he assured her but deep down he hoped she wouldn't waver.
She struggled to form the words and he thought to not push her. A second before he was about to dismiss it all, she nodded again and hugged him tightly. "I want to," she whispered, but it was too soft for him to hear over his pounding heart.
"What?" He asked.
"I want to!" she repeated loudly. Her face burned hotter because she screamed breaking the serene romantic atmosphere around them. She let out a breath and hugged him tighter. "You are going to color your hair, and put on Cain's contacts, and Corn is going to disappear until only you know when, and I…" she hesitated and forced her face up to see his. "I want to be with you while you look like yourself, your natural gold hair and green eyes. When am I ever going to get to be with you looking like this again?" Her face flushed and she looked at his chest timidly. "I want my first time with you to be with you."
In record time, the door to Ren's hotel room slammed closed as he lifted her and shoved her against it. Lips, teeth, and tongue clashed together messily kissing, licking, and nibbling at each other. He held her up as her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms hugged around his shoulders and neck.
Her fingers gripping a fist full of hair and she felt the little grains of sand between his damp tresses. She broke the kiss gasping. "Ren," she breathed out as his lips kissed down her jaw. "We are still covered in sand," she informed him as he took her earlobe into his mouth and nipped it making her gasp.
"We'll be fine," he assured her, not wanting to stop. He pulled her forward, bracing her weight in his arms. Kyoko steadied herself on his shoulders bringing her face over his. He tilted his head and pushed his chin out towards her asking for a kiss. Unable to resist, Kyoko leaned over and kissed him. His mouth opened wide and quickly escalated their touch as he carried her over to the only bed in the room. They refused to stop their liplock as Kyoko landed on the bed. Ren pulled back to strip off his shirt and Kyoko followed. Rising to her knees with her hands pulling the offensive garment off his shoulders. The fabric struggled against both of their efforts and a button flew off as it was pulled down his arms and finally fell to the floor at his feet.
Kyoko wasn't even sure that their messy actions were considered kissing anymore, but all she wanted was to taste him, to touch him, to never stop whatever this was. Her hands brushed off the sand from his skin as she caressed him while his hands started to push her little jacket off her shoulders. Her arms were unwillingly pulled back when the fabric got caught at her elbows. She whined as she pulled back to look behind her, trying to figure out how to take it off since her mind wasn't working at the moment.
Ren's lips slid down to her neck and she moaned as he latched onto her pulse. Her fingers found the end of one sleeve and pulled as he sucked hard against her neck. Once her arms were free, she quickly reached out and grabbed him. Her hands delightfully found his heated skin under her fingertips.
"Should we be marking each other," she asked breathlessly as he popped his mouth off her skin and licked the spot. He simply growled as his hands clawed at the ruffled straps that held her blouse off her shoulders. His mouth quickly covered that which was uncovered, and she found a lack of caring as he pulled her skin into his mouth once again and sucked.
The elastic straps fell to the side of her arms and she was going to pull herself out of it when the heat of his hands slipped underneath it from her waist. She trembled as his large hot hands slid up her skin, finally getting to feel his touch after so long. Her chest rose and fell in anticipation as he moved slowly up her body. He licked the fresh mark on her skin just below her collarbone and then the fabric of her blouse was pulled over her head.
She raised her arms to help and before the feel of the fabric left her hands, those small delicate mounds she was putting down earlier that day ached and perked up for attention. The moment her lover came down and wrapped his lips around her nipple, she cried out. Her arms dropped to his shoulders, her fingers sinking into his damp sandy hair. He laid them both back down as he licked and suckled her breast. His fingers rolled and pinched the other nipple gently making her squirm beneath him.
Her body was inflamed and her hips thrust up against his stomach as he played with her breasts. His right hand slid down and held her hip. Strong fingers squeezing her and then sliding back to grope her butt. She wrapped her legs around him, wanting and wishing he was so much closer than he currently was, but he pulled back slightly. His mouth moved to her other breast and his other hand slipped down to join the other at her hip.
He pulled back to his full height and gazed down at her with dark forest green eyes. Kyoko panted as she stared up at him. God, he was beautiful. Overwhelmingly gorgeous with the hard contours of his muscled chest and slim waist. Wide shoulders curled down to strong arms that could easily lift her with those long elegant fingers that were unbuttoning her capris. She lifted her hips to help with her knees hugging his hips and her shoulders resting on the bed. She watched his eyes eat up the sight of her body, her naked torso, catching on the dark tips of her breast, and then finally their eyes caught each other.
They stared at each other, gold and green, as he pulled her pants and panties off. The twisted fabric stopped slightly above her knees and she had to drop her hips down, back to the bed. Their gaze broke as he pulled up, the motion forcing her feet up into the air as he removed the last bit of her clothing. She was naked before him again, but this time she understood where this was going. However, she remembered the last time they found each other naked in bed together and had to stop.
"Ren," she called to him making his eyes focus upon hers. He had captured her legs, her feet still up in the air resting lightly on his shoulders. His hands were caressing down her skin before him, gliding down her calves towards her thighs, brushing off the sand from her skin. She could feel the grains at her back but didn't care as his hands slowly slipped over her thighs closer to her center.
"I, um, went to the doctor last week," she stated, making him hesitate and look at her with more concern than before. "I, um…." Her face flushed, "I asked about birth control."
Ren smiled and let out a soft huff letting go of his nerves. "You didn't have to do that," he told her and kissed her ankle.
"I wanted to. I didn't want to worry about it if things unexpectedly went this direction," she told him and started to move her feet down from their perch.
"I agree," he concurred as he stopped her legs from dropping. "Which is why I started carrying protection with me," he stated as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He tossed it onto the bed within reach of her and returned his attention to her legs. Kyoko grabbed his wallet but then hesitated.
"Go ahead," he assured her and then kissed her knee. He was moving off the bed as she timidly opened his wallet up. Her curiosity got the better of her even though he was kissing up her legs and running his hands up and down the length of them. The first thing she saw was a picture of him with dark brown hair and brown eyes. It was his driver's license. Her fingers lightly caressed the picture and she blushed as she felt that same man slip his hands between her knees and spread them apart. Biting her lip, she was quickly reminded that there were more pressing things than looking through his wallet.
Losing interest to favor the man that was slipping between her thighs, she tossed his wallet to the side not caring where it went. Ren was slowly kissing down her inner thigh, spreading her legs apart, making room for himself to greet her needy wet core. She bit her lip as his breath mingled with the heat coming from her center. Glancing down, bright blonde hair nestled there with green eyes looking up over her dark black curls. Kyoko blushed at the sight and then everything went dark as she gasped and bucked against him at the first touch of his tongue against her.
It was this feeling of his mouth on her sensitive clit that drove her mad with desire when she was alone. It wasn't all that long ago, and it didn't happen more than once, but it imprinted on her mind and burned into her body. Each little lick, every little kiss, the way his tongue moved over her, around her, inside of her.
Kyoko whimpered and her hips rolled against his face. His arms strengthen their hold on her hips and legs trying to keep her contained, but she wanted more. She wanted to feel more of him, all of him inside of her.
"Ren, please," she purred and thrust against his face. Without a word, he licked up her vertical slit and lightly circled her clit making her hips twist with him. She didn't feel his hand move from her hip until they touched below her slick entrance and slowly slipped inside of her.
"AH!" her voice echoed in the empty room and her body spasmed as she came, his tongue lapping at her clit and his finger barely slipping inside of her. Ren lifted his face, but his fingers twisted inside of her, fingers curling up to stroke that spot he discovered within her. Low whimpers mewled out of her mouth as she rocked back and forth against his hand.
"I love watching you move," he whispered as he leaned on his left side allowing his right hand to stay embedded inside of her. She blushed but turned towards him, her eyes slightly open to look at him. His mouth was still wet from his attention and it made her body flush hot at the sight of it. She licked her lips with the sudden urge to kiss him.
"I would say that I had forgotten how lovely you look, but that would be a lie," he confessed as he watched her. He did something different with his hand and she gasped stilling her hips as he somehow made the feeling more intense.
"Because I've thought of you like this every single idle moment I had since then," he whispered as he shifted up so that his face was next to hers. "Every night the memory of you haunted my dreams," he kissed her shoulder, "the taste of your sweat," he licked her from shoulder to neck, "the smell of your excitement on my face," he nuzzled her cheek and she too could smell herself on him.
"Come for me," he murmured and jerked his hand inside of her fast and hard forcing her over the edge once again. Her voice cried out against his shoulder and her body shuddered beneath him.
"And the sounds you make as you climax, like music to my ears," he breathed before kissing her. Her mind was in a haze but she identified the unfamiliar taste on his lips as herself. Heat surged to her face as she swallowed the taste of her arousal from his tongue as it slid up against hers. He was moving, the light around her was darkening and the bed dipped around her as he crawled over her. His hand wet from her body came up and covered her breast, kneading it gently before lightly pinching her hard nipple. The slick wetness still covering his fingers made her nipple glide under his touch. She didn't understand how her own excitement could make her body react with such desire but somehow, he knew. He was bringing forth reactions from her body she never could have done before.
He pulled away from her lips allowing her to breathe as he bent down and sucked her cream-covered breast into his mouth. It took only a moment and then she was left alone. Kyoko blinked up as she tried to regain her senses. Her eyes sought him out and found him removing his slacks. Timid, she turned her face away as he undressed. Her whole body was completely aware and alive as he crawled over her. Her heart was hammering in her chest knowing what was going to happen within the next few moments. The light darkened around her and felt him kiss her cheek and then stroke the tip of his nose against her face calling to her. Turning her head to face him, her breath was stolen again at the golden god lustfully staring down at her.
Leaning down, Ren tenderly kissed her. Kyoko instantly opened her mouth, a sigh escaping her lips as she welcomed him between her lips. That's all they did for the longest time. They kissed, their lips and tongues melding together with their one hand clasped together. When he pulled away, Kyoko was in a daze of her afterglow and his love.
"Are you still sure?" He asked. "You don't even know my real name."
Kyoko smiled and pulled her free hand up to touch his face. "Do you love me?"
"Yes, with every fiber of my being," he answered and kissed her fingers.
"Are you mine?"
"Yes, forever yours," he replied in earnest and leaned down to press his forehead against hers.
Her hand stroked down his face to touch his lips. "Then it doesn't matter what your name is, so long as those two things don't change."
With a groan, he kissed her fiercely capturing her mouth with hungry urgency. She moaned but did not fight him and found it was over too quickly when he jerked back, lifting himself to his knees. Kyoko took him in – all of him in. From the top of his golden head down to the straining length of his sex jutting out from his hips asking for attention. He was long, hard, and thick. Honestly, she couldn't tell if it was large or small, average or not, it was simply him, and she wanted it.
Her legs were beneath him, trapped between his knees. Her eyes took in every little detail of him, from the dark red color, the thick throbbing vein that ran up its length to the curved head that was seeping a clear liquid at the tip. Dark blonde hair curled around him and sprinkled over his sack. She wanted to touch him, to know what he felt like hard in her hand, in her mouth. The first night they spent together, she felt the hard yet soft touch of him rubbing against her, but there was so much more that she wanted to do to him.
"Kyoko, where is my wallet?"
"Huh?"
He smirked a very masculine smile knowing where her attention was. "It doesn't matter. I've got more," he said and moved over her. Confused, she watched him lean over her to reach for the nightstand dresser and pull out a box of condoms.
"But I'm on birth control," she told him and he looked down confused.
"Yes, but that takes time to come into effect, right?"
"Does it?" Kyoko said. "The doctor said I was good."
He frowned not understanding. "What are you on?"
"I don't remember the name, but she gave me a shot. Said it would last 12 weeks, so I've got another appointment in three months for another dose for as long as we want." She told him as he returned to her side. "Since I took it so close to finishing my cycle, she said the effect was immediate."
"Really?"
Kyoko nodded. "That's what I was told, but you can still use a condom if you want to."
He hesitated thinking that perhaps he should wear one anyway. He's never been with a woman without wearing one before.
"Ren," she called out to him softly. The delicate soft touch of her hand reached up to touch his chest. His eyes closed as her soft hands smoothed up his chest. Her fingers sunk into his hair. He wasn't sure if she picked herself up or pulled him down, but her lips pressed her lips against his and he fell on top of her. He groaned as the kiss grew more heated between them. Her small sweet body squirmed beneath him. The soft curves pressed against his hard plains. The tips of her breasts teased his chest. Her long legs slid over his, slowly easing around his hips. His arousal strained hard and was ready to slip between those thighs and bury deep inside of her. His hands dropped the condom box in favor of touching her. His body shifted above her, allowing his hands to stroke down her body, groping her butt and pulling her hips up to meet with his.
Kyoko whimpered into his mouth and pulled away with a moan. He could feel her desire, the wet honey cream from her body coating his length making him want her, want to plunge into her with abandon.
Ah, fuck the condom. The last thing Kyoko would want is a baby. If she says she is safe, then it is true.
His mouth slathered kisses down her neck and across her chest until he reached her sweet little tits. He opened his mouth wide and sucked one in making her wiggle and whine beneath him. His tongue flicked across the hard little nipple and her hands tightened their grip on his hair. He let her go with a little pop and a lick and looked up at her.
"Are you still okay?"
She nodded and let out a breathy answer, "Yes." And to prove her point, she pulled his hips against hers with her legs, her heels digging into his butt.
"Why am I more nervous than you are?" He admitted making her blush.
"I'm nervous, but I trust you," she told him with a soft smile. "And besides, you already took my virginity last time."
This time he flushed making her smile widen. "That doesn't mean this won't hurt," he warned. "Maybe I should prep you some more."
She tightened her hold on him afraid he was going to stop. "I'm good," she told him and then shifted her hips so that he rested between her folds. She remembered that he liked it hard. Digging her heel into his butt and planting her other foot on the bed, she lifted her hips to grind her core against the length of him forcing a moan out of his throat. She didn't need to move for much longer, as his hips started to grind against her of their own accord. Her eyes fluttered closed as his arousal rubbed against her clit, the warmth of his touch slowly sending little waves to her gut. Soon he was slick and the length of him glided over her with no resistance.
"Ren, I'm ready, please," she begged as he continued to slide up and down over her instead of inside of her.
"One more time, Kyoko," he panted and grounded himself against her, using the hard base to rub against her clit. "Come for me one more time, and when you cry out for me, I'll be inside of you as you call out my name."
She whimpered as her body tensed up, her eyes tightly shut with her hips rotating with him, both working unconsciously trying to get her to come.
"Ren," she breathed as she felt it creep upon her once again. She felt him grab her chin with a lot of force. Her hips stilled as she blinked up at him puzzled. He was still moving his hips but was looking down at her seriously.
"Kuon," he told her as he let go of her jaw. He didn't want to hurt her, but it was difficult to hold himself up and move at the same time. Her legs tensed around his hips and he knew she was close.
"My name is Kuon. Ku-on," he said it slowly and she jerked against him in her climax.
"Kuon," she breathed pronouncing it correctly sending a thrill through him at the sweet sound of his name riding on her orgasm. Kuon held her hips still while she was riding the high and without a second wasted, he pulled back to plunge himself inside of her.
"AHH!" Kyoko screamed out loudly and he groaned as her body swallowed him completely. He stayed still within her. His head swam at the feel of her around him hot and throbbing. He knew what it was like but feeling her bare all around him made him almost cum with such little effort. His body jerked slightly wanting to move, to thrust or grind or anything, but he had to know if she was okay first.
"Kyoko, are you alright? Did that hurt?"
She was breathing heavily underneath him and she shook her head back and forth wildly on the bed.
"No, that felt wonderful," she moaned and thrust her hips against him making him shudder above her. "Please move." He did, but it was slow and shallow. He was still worried about her. He closed his eyes and held her hip still as he moved back and lightly rotated in. Her feet ran up his thigh and hooked around his hips. Her heels dug into his ass and she used the strength of her legs to pull him firmly within her.
Her voice cried out in appreciation and Kuon's head was fuzzy. His body tensed to move faster and harder within her. She felt so good but…
Her hand reached out and touched his face making him open his eyes. She was panting softly, her face flush and her gold eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "Kuon, it does not hurt. It's okay."
He let go of a breath he was holding and adjusted his position, going to his knees and spread wide on the bed. He hooked his hand under her left knee and pushed it towards her. Watching her face, he pulled back and rocked into her a little harder. Her head flew back and she cried out loudly, but she didn't tense up or push him away so he continued. The way her body accepted him, so warm and wet, he unconsciously started to move faster and harder within her.
"Oh God," she moaned and her nails dug into his bicep as he pushed into her as he needed. He panted above her, his body working relentlessly above and within her. He watched her bounce below him. Her head was thrown back, her breast bouncing with his rhythm, her stomach clenched tightly showing off muscle hiding beneath her skin.
Beautiful. Sexy. Mine. My Kyoko. His kiss marks decorated her skin, and he thought that there wasn't enough.
"Kuon," she panted as her legs widened further. "Oh God, Kuon."
"Kyoko," he grunted and then groaned as he felt his release threatening him. He looked down at her and sucked in air to speak, "Kyoko, look at me."
She licked her lips and did as she was told. Her face was twisted up eager for her release. Her lips red and wet were parted to let out the sounds of her pleasure with each breath. Hazy gold eyes met his frenzied green ones. He wanted to watch her, to be captured by her eyes, the look of love and desire in them for him as he came. His movements became shallow and jerky until he came. Burying himself as deeply as he could inside of her spilling into her with a moan.
He didn't realize he closed his eyes until she touched his face. Blinking down at her, she smiled lovingly up at him. He leaned down to kiss her. Their lips eagerly pressed together but he felt himself slip out of her slightly. He wrapped his arms around her, sliding between her and the bed to hug her body close to him, to keep her close to him. He didn't want to leave her and since there was no condom to take care of, he was free to stay within her. Curled up over her, kissing her lips, tasting her mouth, and feeling her body softly pulsing around him, he could feel himself starting to grow hard within her. He shifted his hips and ground his hips against her making her moan. She broke away from the kiss to get a breath allowing him to drag his tongue down the column of her neck. He could feel himself filling her and wanted to thrust again. His arms gently laid her back down on the bed as he repositioned himself to move.
"Again?" She asked breathlessly, sounding almost amazed.
He looked down at her innocently. "Did you need to stop? Are you hurting?" He started to pull out of her, causing her to moan as he left her. "Kyoko?"
"No," she whispered but then licked her lips and shook her head, "No, it feels good," she repeated louder. "It doesn't hurt."
"I'm glad," he settled back down and kissed her again. All lips and tongue and heat. He rested his body above her. The hard length of him threatened her core but without the sense of urgency as before.
"Kuon," she whimpered as he kissed down her neck.
He smiled against her shoulder. "I love the sound of my name on your lips," he whispered huskily by her ear. He took her ear between his lips and sucked softly.
"Don't you need to go…ah!" she yelped as he nipped her.
He lifted himself to arms' length above her with a grin. "We have time." He playfully pouted. "Unless you want me to go?"
"No," she shook her head and his pout turned into a boyish smile.
"Just one more time, okay?" It sounded like a question, but he didn't give her a moment to answer as he darted down and started suckling her breast without hesitation. She whimpered as her body responded to him. Tingles ran from the tips of her breasts down to her belly. His hands ran down the side of her body and brought her legs back up around his waist. His long fingers trailed down her thigh towards her hips.
"Kuon, how are you able to, able toooo…" she started but his wandering hand found its way between her folds. He tentatively touched her. The tips of his fingers rolled over her clit making her words drift off, her body betrayed her as she tried to reason with him.
He laughed. "Kyoko, how could I not? Looking at you, so sexy, so wet and willing. Look at me," he told her and of course, she obeyed.
"Look at what you do to me," he led her eyes down to the hard length of him and she flushed at the wetness that coated him making her look away.
"I would spend every waking minute inside of you if you'd let me," he confessed making her snort.
"We would die," she joked.
He leaned over her and kissed her softly. "I would never let that happen," he said softly and she moaned as he slowly slipped the hard length of him inside of her. His body shuddered with his eyes closed as he pushed himself to the hilt. Once he was completely within her, he lazily opened his eyes and smiled lovingly at her.
"I don't want to lose a single possible moment with you by dying early," he said and started to move. Again, it was slow at first but intentionally so. "I want forever with you, every day of every year, spent with you," he said and started to pick up speed with each word. "Seeing you smile, kissing your lips, hearing you call out my name as I make love to you every night."
"You're insane," she breathed but closed her eyes and moaned as he leaned back and adjusted the angle.
"I'm crazy about you," he confessed. "Come for me again my love. I want to feel you squeeze around me as I fill you up again."
She pressed her lips together as she felt herself respond to his actions and words. She was already built up from before, but she thought maybe he was done and she could calm down, but no. Was she simply waiting for that last release or did he draw it out from nothing once again?
Either way, the tightness in her gut twisted as did her fingers in the bedsheets. She panted and her body responded appropriately, the feel of her arousal drenching her inner thighs, the sound of him squelching inside of her.
"Kuon," she moaned softly as she felt herself rising.
"Louder," he commanded and increased his speed. Her body jerked against the bed as he pounded into her. She was having trouble speaking, her pants sounding more like constant moans until he pulled from her another spasming release. She cried out and bucked her hips against him. Her quiet little moans were now loud and uncontrolled as he continued with short hasty thrusts. Her body hummed around him until he once again let go and stilled inside of her.
Both of them were out of breath and this time Kuon rolled over beside her. She struggled to open her eyes, and her body felt completely worn out. There was movement on the bed and she whimpered as he pulled her close and kissed her temple.
"Kuon, I'm not sure I can," she whined, making him laugh.
"Alright," he conceded with another kiss on her forehead. "I'm good for now too."
She snorted. "For now, he says."
He simply hummed and hugged her close. She twisted to her side and he made a happy little sound as he curled his body around hers and slipped his arm under her head. They were sweaty and the sand that they momentarily pushed to the back of their heads came roaring back as the sweat and grit made the embrace uncomfortable.
"We should shower," she commented as she brushed away some of the sand from the crook of her elbow. He grumbled his objection and nuzzled his nose into her hair.
"I bet this feels better without the sand and under the soft covers of the bed?" she offered to try to appeal to his better sense.
He hummed in thought and pressed small little kisses up her shoulder. "That does sound nice," he murmured behind her ear. He softly played with her earlobe with his lips making her squirm in his arms. His hand stroked down the side of her body sending a shiver through her. "But I'm going to have to leave shortly after the shower."
"What?" Stunned, she twisted towards him. "But you said we had all afternoon."
He smiled sadly. "The afternoon was mostly gone when we left the beach, and I plan on taking my time with you in the shower." His fingertips lightly caressed around her shoulder and down to the curve of her left breast. He avoided the dark tip but even that slight caress gave her goosebumps and made her nipple harden with anticipation.
Kyoko blushed with a shaky breath. She was about to agree to everything when her mind reminded her that she didn't have any clothes to change into. All of her clothes were in her room still in her suitcase. If she showered, she'd have to wear her sandy clothes again. Unappealing… but so is walking to her room covered in sweat, sex, and gritty clothes. But at least she would only have to shower once.
Kyoko sighed and looked up at her handsome blonde lover for the last time. "I can't." Her first words made him instantly frown but she continued. "I don't want to shower and get dressed in my yucky clothes to head back to my room. I'll need to take another shower so I can get dressed tonight. It would be best to head to my room before cleaning up."
He narrowed his eyes at her with displeasure.
"What?"
"This is your room," he declared and pulled away to move off the bed.
She sat up. "I think the reservations I made and billing would say otherwise." He ignored her as he bent down and started to shuffle through their dropped clothes. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Looking for your key card," he stated as he looked through her pockets. He smiled with success, grabbed his pants, and started to slip them on sans underwear.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
He zipped up carefully and then leaned over to kiss her unexpectedly. "I'll be back with your stuff. You can start the shower and I'll join you soon."
"What! No!"
He continued to the door without a shirt, without shoes, just in his sandy damp slacks, her key card, and a smile on his lips.
"KUON!" she yelled out as he opened the door. She quickly jerked back to hide from anyone who may be outside.
"Love you!" he replied before the door closed leaving her alone.
Kyoko huffed. "Aggravating man!" Somehow, she had a seed of doubt buried in her mind. Some little voice in her head told her that he wasn't serious, but there were about a dozen other voices that said he was completely serious. Giving in to her doubt, she sat on the bed, covered herself with the top sheet, and waited.
It took him ten minutes to come back down with all of her belongings. As soon as he came back, he set her things down beside the dresser and looked at her strangely.
"No shower?"
"I am not rooming with you," she replied in all seriousness.
"You're going to have to," he said and moved towards the bathroom.
"What? Why?" She called out to him from the bed. The sound of water rushed out of the open bathroom door as he calmly walked back out to the bedroom.
"Because you already checked out, so you don't have much of a choice," he answered, making her drop her jaw in shock. She stood up on the bed with the sheet clinging to her still naked body.
"You can't do that! Only I can do that!"
He smiled up at her. "There is this fun little box that you can simply drop your card into to check out." He pretended to look guilty. "It's already in there, so it's time for our shower," he declared and grabbed her from the bed, blanket and all, and hauled her over his shoulder.
"Kuon! You put me down!" she screamed as he ducked into the bathroom and closed the door with the bedsheet caught in the frame.
They did take a shower rather than a bath. And all it took was a puppy dog face and one long sinful kiss to get Kyoko adjusted to her new living quarters. That and a hot shower with a man who wanted nothing more than to massage every little inch of her skin with strong soapy fingers. By the time the shower was done, Kuon had to carry her out to bed half asleep wrapped in a towel.
The top cover Kyoko used to cover herself up and was now in the bathroom had taken off most of the sand they tracked in, so she snuggled into the bed comfortably. Kuon smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Take a nap. It's going to take a while to do my hair."
Kyoko pouted as she watched him getting dressed for the day. "Will I ever get to see you like this again?"
"Yes. It was never my plan to stay as Ren Tsuruga forever."
"Okay," she conceded and then bit her lip as she doodled on the bedsheets with the tip of her finger. "Would you hate it if I asked to take your picture before you go?"
He cringed. "Kyoko," he started, but she perked up to interrupt.
"Only one please?" She sat up on the bed. "I'll never show it to anyone. I won't use it as a background or anything like that. It will only be for me. When I'm alone and thinking of you." She finished with her voice hopefully sounding suggestive.
She must have succeeded as his frown disappeared as the thought matured in his head. He glanced at her still wrapped in nothing but a terry cloth towel and smirked. Kyoko backed away from that look, suddenly feeling wary. Twisting towards her, he leaned over with both hands on the bed and let his eyes roam lustfully over her body, making it twist in response.
You've got to be kidding me! Even if he is thinking that how dare you react to a simple look! She scolded her body.
"If you give me a picture of my choosing, then I will do the same for you," he offered with his eyes still lingering at her body.
"W-w-what kind?"
The Emperor smiled sinfully at her. He raised his hand and very gently placed it on the hand that was holding her towel. He caressed it softly, never putting any pressure on it indicating that it was her decision to make.
"One that would remind me of you when I'm alone and thinking of you." His fingers slid back and forth over her hand until the tips of them found their way to the soft skin on her chest. His eyes followed their path and she felt them glide up, along her collarbone towards her shoulder, up her neck, and down her jawline. She was breathing heavily now, her face heated and her eyes swirling with desire. He lifted her chin and ran his thumb across her lower lip causing her lips to part and her body to lean forward for a kiss.
"Agreed?"
She softly nodded bespelled by the man before her.
"Good," he whispered in a husky voice. "I can't say long, so I'll let you take your picture first. What do you want?"
She blinked out of her haze and eagerly replied, "Your face, your hair and eyes. I want to capture Kuon."
He smiled and moved to lean back against the dresser with his arms crossed and looking sinfully gorgeous just for her. Kyoko looked around the room for her phone and found it on the nightstand behind her. She pulled it out and quickly opened up the camera. Holding it up she slipped off the bed until her screen filled up with what she wanted from him. Biting her lip, she carefully took his picture. The only picture of Kuon, aged 21, looking at the camera like he was eager to eat. She looked at it for a while and he moved up to hug her from behind.
"Happy?" he asked softly in her ear and she quickly nodded. Twisting around to face him, she gave him a little kiss.
"Thank you," she kissed him again as she cupped his cheek. "Thank you, Kuon," she repeated with watery eyes.
He sighed and leaned his forehead against hers. "You don't have to give me a dirty picture if you don't want to. Seeing you this happy over a portrait of my face, I feel guilty."
"Oh?" She said provocatively, making him pull back to look at her. "Well, if that is the case," she smirked up at him. "Maybe I could have another one without your shirt and maybe your pants undone a bit?"
Straightening to his full height stunned by her request.
"Seriously?"
"If you don't want to…," she said with a little pout and started to move away.
But he quickly pulled her back and growled in her ear, "Deal."
Ten minutes later, Kuon walked out of the room with a huge smile on his face and a fresh hickey low on his waist. Oops.