This is an AU that takes place in America. Kyoko is adopted into the Fuwa family at a young age and Sho and Kuon are (somehow :P) best friends who grew up together, their parents becoming close through a relationship in the business world that has lasted into their generation. In this reality Sho is two years older than Kyoko and Kuon, three.
I'm so wrecked, Sho thought. He was tempted to let his heavy eye lids close and drift into a peaceful drunken slumber, but knew he'd regret it come morning.
"I'm going to bed guys," he muttered, willing his body off the couch and half-dragging it up the stairs to the guest room he was sleeping in. He flopped face first on the bed. I wonder how much longer they're going to stay up was his last thought before he succumbed to the sandman.
The they in question watched as Sho made his way to the guest room upstairs and shut his door, straining to hear the distinctive click! the door made signaling that it was properly closed.
Bloody hell, thought Kuon. Finally.
For a few minutes more Kuon and Kyoko sat, eyes focused on the TV screen in front of them. Neither could tell the other what was actually happening in the story though, hyper aware as they were of the press of their bodies and their abrupt aloneness.
Kyoko shifted her head slightly to look at Kuon's vivid green eyes. Stealing glances of his handsome face had become something of a favorite secret activity. Recently, something had changed though. When she turned to look, she'd often catch him gazing back. Kyoko had done a lot of blushing and hasty averting of her eyes lately. She had convinced herself that his heated gazes were a wild trick of her imagination. Until tonight.
The plan had been for Kuon and Sho to toss back a few drinks, since it was finally the weekend, and Kyoko had asked–her question was mostly directed to Kuon because she knew her brother wouldn't be keen on her joining them, but it was at Kuon's house–them to wait until she was done with her shift, allowing her to join before they started their fun.
Now she found him staring back with what she privately referred to as his King of the Night look on his face, only now it was more intense. His eyes travelled lower, focusing on the lip she had unconsciously begun to bite.
A year ago, when she was 17, they'd gone for a walk after a heavy snow fall. Sho hadn't wanted to come- no surprise- he was too lazy to want to trudge through a foot and a half of snow. The air was crisp and the sunshine reflecting off the freshly fallen snow bathed the world in a bright white light. It truly was a lovely winter day, made all the better for Kyoko by the current company she was keeping. She and Kuon had been spending more and more time together lately, though never just the two of them, and while she'd always appreciated his stunningly good looks, she'd begun to cherish their everyday interactions too. She had thought he only viewed her as the little stepsister of his best friend until…
On their walk, Kyoko had tripped over a hidden tree root and would surely have fallen if not for a pair of strong arms encircling her. It was like a moment straight out of a K-Drama where time froze and she could see him struggling with a decision over his intentions. He looked like he wanted to kiss her- she could feel his desire as they became momentarily lost in each other's eyes…but then he let the moment pass, playfully dropping her onto the snow with a mischievous smile, and they'd returned to their normal amiable banter.
This time, neither of them wasted the opportunity. Kyoko wasn't sure who moved first. All she knew was the bliss and heat of his mouth against hers as they rolled on floor together fervently kissing, wrapped in each other's arms. Kuon was shocked as he felt her tongue slip between his lips, invading his mouth.
Where had she learned to kiss like that? he wondered in astonishment.
Kyoko suddenly paused. "What are we doing?" she panted out.
"Whatever you want," Kuon replied breathlessly, bringing his mouth back to hers. She chuckled into his lips and kissed him deeper.
Kyoko was in a euphoric daze. Whether merely from the alcohol or from the feeling of his body against hers, she couldn't say, though she knew the alcohol was clearly emboldening them both.
He released her mouth, staring into her eyes with such unbridled adoration that Kyoko could only blush heavily and look away.
"Kyoko…" Kuon started softly. She dragged her eyes back to his, nodding her response to his unspoken question.
Kuon began undressing her with shaking hands though his movements appeared confident. He'd waited for so long….To Kuon's eyes she was an elegant feast lying spread before him. One he could now finally devour.
Unsure how to reciprocate, she watched as he removed first, his shirt, revealing his trim, muscled core and then his jeans, slowly- unveiling the lucky you written on the fly. Kuon smirked as he saw her reading the line, then yanked off his boxers, springing free.
Kyoko's face was aflame as she closed her legs and covered her eyes, suddenly hyper-aware of his closeness and her vulnerability. Kuon took her hands in his own, noticing how small and delicate they seemed.
"Kyoko, it's OK. You're beautiful, the loveliest girl I have ever seen and the only girl I ever want to see again. Don't go all shy on me now," Kuon said, flashing her a gentle smile. "Look at me, please."
She didn't believe his words so much as she succumbed to her desire to see all of him. She dropped her hands from her face, allowing her eyes to linger on his gorgeously toned body. His muscles weren't the only things that were huge. Gulping, Kyoko reached out a tentative hand, stroking him lightly and eliciting a sharp gasp from Kuon as his cock twitched at the contact. She marveled at the feel of him- at the contradiction of the hard, yet soft and silky flesh.
Kuon took her reaction for the acceptance of their situation that it was and shifted, moving between her legs to rub himself against her. She spread herself wider for him. Oh gods, he thought. She's sopping wet already. Kyoko moaned, crying out in rhythm with the movement of her hips as she matched his pace. Her cries were swallowed up as Kuon kissed her earnestly, their tongues dancing in their mouths.
It took all his willpower to resist plunging into her, but he didn't want their first time marred by outside influences. He wanted to be certain it wasn't the alcohol speaking when she moaned his name or when she allowed him to caress her secret places.
She smiled slyly, licking her hand, and covered the other side of him.
Fuck! Kuon lamented as his dick became sheathed between her slick folds and wet hand. I can't last long against this.He felt his release building and abruptly sprinted for bathroom, erupting in the sink.
Kyoko lay on the plush carpet, panting, her body on fire. Why did he just run off…More importantly, what am I doing? What are we doing? The brief respite from his body flush against her own provided a moment of clarity in which a flood of doubts and fears threatened to wash away her resolve.
She wanted Kuon, indisputably - trusted him even, in spite of his somewhat dubious reputation. But those, she was almost certain, she hoped, were only rumors. She didn't want whatever this was to stop. If she was being honest, she'd wanted him for a long time now. This one time she wanted to do what felt right. But what if she was only a passing infatuation? The possibility filled her with dread.
Kuon rinsed himself off. He was still rock hard. He stared into the mirror. Emerald eyes swirling with a thousand hesitations peered back at him.
Is this a good idea? Is she really OK with this? What about Sho? Aren't you violating the code? What about your family? Her family? You aren't even dating let alone married and….on and on they went until Kuon screamed in his mind, ordering them to a stop.
A heavy sigh passed between his lips and he ran his fingers through shortened blonde hair. He'd kept this current hairstyle because Kyoko had offhandedly complimented him on it a few months ago. It was doubtful she would remember saying anything at all, but he had vowed to keep it just the way she liked all the same.
To Kuon, Kyoko was smart, witty, and gorgeous in a way no other girl had ever been. She was captivating- filled with a light and warmth that he desperately wanted to lose himself in. Damn the consequences. She was worth it.
A/N ...hopefully this was halfway decent lol. First time writing a lemon/lime type thing so, yeah. Comments and reactions are appreciated :)
