Kyoko couldn't breathe past her heart as it thundered in her chest. She pushed her way through the crowd going around the edge of the restaurant until she dropped down to the lowest possible level of it. She looked back to see if Murasame was following her, to see if she blew everything and he did in fact recognize her and ruined everything. She twisted around towards the beach when she bumped into someone and they grabbed her shoulders. She jumped and jerked away from the touch, but then saw that it was Kuon. A wave of relief filled her even though his jaw was tight with tension as he looked around.
"Let's go," he said softly as his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She nodded a little too quickly and they made their way out of the restaurant. The sound of the music playing was a distant whisper by the time they stopped to talk.
"I'm so sorry!" She immediately bowed down with her voice thick with tears. Kuon twisted around to face her, surprised by the outburst and jerked her up and into his arms. He knew she was distraught but not to this degree.
"Don't," he murmured into her hair. "You did nothing wrong."
Her hands clawed at his back as she babbled on, "But he came up to me and started asking questions about me like my name and why I was here. I think he knows. He knows I'm Setsu! I couldn't do anything about it. I panicked and answered stupidly. And if he saw you with me, that means that he… he…" she hiccupped as she cried and panicked.
"Shhh. Breathe, sweetheart, breathe." He stroked her hair as she sobbed. She rubbed her face against his chest, shaking her head no back and forth and he could hear her repeat apologies over and over again. He hated that she was feeling so guilty over nothing and he squeezed her until she gasped. "Kyoko, please stop."
He felt her sag in his arms and he held her for a moment longer. After a while, he loosened his hold to run his hands up her arms and finally cup her face. Her eyes were glassy and red from her tears. She closed her eyes ashamed that she failed him and he leaned down to kiss her. She whimpered as he softly kissed her, but couldn't help and kissed him back.
"How could you forgive me? If I wasn't here, he would have never found out. If I was a better actress, he would have never known it was me. Why are you not angry? How could you forgive me so easily when I ruined everything you worked so hard for?"
"What did he say exactly? Did he call you out as Setsuka? Did he talk about me? Ask about who I was?" He asked, trying to understand her state of mind. She relayed all that she could quickly remember. It was a little disorganized but he got the gist of it and it was his turn to shake his head.
"Nothing you've said says that he knows anything," he repeated.
Kyoko replied in denial, "He knows. He must know."
"Why? Why do you think he knows? You've done nothing wrong," he tried to reassure her but she kept shaking her head.
"He must know. Otherwise, why would he approach me? I don't look like Setsu. I'm not wearing her clothes, or her hair, or anything! I'm wearing natural make-up and I was polite," she sobbed. "I didn't know he was here."
"There was no way for you to know. Kyoko, Love, you didn't bring him there. You didn't go to the bar looking to catch his attention. You didn't blow our cover. Nothing you've told me says that he knows anything other than you are an attractive woman he tried to pick up."
Kyoko pulled back with her brow furrowed. "Corn! Now is not the time to make jokes!"
"I'm not."
"You are not taking this seriously! There are a hundred different women there. If you honestly think that he decided to talk to me out of everyone else there, then…"
"I'm right," he interrupted. "I'm right. He came up to you and asked for your name. Asked you to sit with him, have a drink with him and you stood there like a scared little rabbit that wanted to bolt on the first opportunity he gave you." He touched the wrinkles between her eyebrows to soften her look. "Did you forget that I was watching the whole thing? I couldn't hear what was said but your body language screamed no." The back of his fingers caressed along her cheek. "Kyoko, I told you that you looked devastatingly gorgeous tonight. I wasn't lying. I wasn't exaggerating. You are beautiful. Murasame has been attracted to you since day one. Of course, he would find the real you just as attractive."
"I don't know," she mumbled and then pressed her lips together. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and nuzzled her face into his hand seeking comfort. "I'm tired. Can we go back to the room, please?" she asked softly and he nodded.
Their walk back was much more solemn than before, but he had his arm around her the whole time and she never pulled away. Kyoko entered the dark, cool room first and Kuon followed close behind her, closing the door behind them and emptying his pockets on the closest counter. His eyes watched her carefully, wondering what she was thinking about. He didn't want her thinking that anything was her fault, but she was so stubborn - or was that so damaged? His heart thumped painfully in his chest. He wanted to say more, to do more for her but he stood there watching as she removed her sandals with her hand braced on the wall.
Kyoko tossed the sandy shoes in an empty spot and then reached behind her to unzip her dress. Heat rushed through him as he watched her delicate fingers pull down the zipper to reveal the back of a strapless bra. With her back to him, she pulled her arms out of the dress and slowly pushed the dress past her hips to fall at her feet. His heart was humming as she stood there in her lacy underwear. She turned around and his eyes jerked up from her body to her face which looked concerned.
She stepped out of the circle of fabric around her feet and padded those few steps over to him. He dared not move a muscle as she approached him. She stepped up to him with a soft but melancholy look on her face. She looked down and pressed her lips together then tentatively reached out for his hand. The soft touch of her hand sent a shock through his body and he sucked in a lung full of air. She licked her lips and pulled her lower lip between her teeth as she looked up at him with a fearful but hopeful look. She stepped back. A small little step and then took another and another, still holding his hand in both of hers until their arms were stretched between them; however, he hadn't taken a step away from the front door. He watched her move her left foot back and her hand started to slip from the heel of his. Her fingers tickled the palm of his hand sending goose bumps along his skin. She cocked her head to the side looking at him, confused by his reaction. Her fingers slid between his and she softly spoke, "Kuon, if you are upset, please tell me. I can take it."
"I'm really not upset," he assured her. She looked at him contemplatively and another thought crossed her expression. "Then do you not want to join me?"
A shuddering breath rushed out of his mouth and he breathed, "I do."
She then grasped his fingers with her own, forcing them around hers and she pulled. It was the softest little tug, but it was enough. He moved forward, following the line of their arms to her. She pulled him towards her, forcing his arms around her waist. His whole body tensed wanting to touch and roam and stroke and squeeze, but he instead lightly touched the small of her back.
Her eyes nervously looked up at him as he was uncharacteristically still. She slipped her arms around him to hug him. Her eyes closed softly as she nuzzled his chest. Relief filled her as the sound of his racing heart filled her ear. Kuon took a shaky breath and he hugged her back, making her relax. Still, he was being so odd, closed off even and she couldn't shake off the feelings of failure from within. He must be trying to spare her even though he was adamantly trying to convince her otherwise. He is too kind.
"Are you worried about tomorrow? I mean you were under contract to keep your identity a secret, right?"
"I am, but I'm not," he replied and she frowned at him confused. "I don't care about Murasame finding out."
Kyoko blinked because she was struggling to understand him. "Then why…"
"I don't want to hurt you," he blurted out.
"Hurt me?" She asked genuinely and wholly confused now. She pulled back slightly so she could look up at him comfortably but he quickly tightened his hold on her.
"Having you here with me all day and night, I wasn't thinking about anything other than being with you. I was selfish and greedy. I don't want to pressure you or make you feel like you have to be with me. I thought we could take a break tonight, go out and have dinner. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do." The look on his face was so torn, so distraught that she had to fight not to smile up at him.
Kyoko pressed her lips together and then smiled but he didn't see that as he hung his head down with his eyes closed. He really doesn't care. He's not angry at all. She closed her eyes and took a breath to calm herself down. She wiped away the smile and gave him a serious look.
"Then I get to decide how things go from now on?"
"Of course! I love you, and we don't have to do this if you don't want to," he declared. "The fact that you didn't feel that way from the start makes me feel so…" The next words died in his throat as Kyoko's hands softly caressed his chest. He stopped breathing as the pressure of her fingertips pressed against him. She sidestepped to her right and Kuon swayed under her spell moving along with her. His hands were constantly caressing her skin, idly stroking the only spot he felt he was safe to do so. Soon his back hit the small wall between the bathroom door and their living space.
"I don't want you to feel that way," she softly whispered as her fingers reached up to the first button of his shirt.
"I..." Air whooshed out as he tried to speak but failed. His eyes darkened and his hands drifted towards her hips, but the ghost of the touch was barely felt. She didn't say a word as her fingers slowly and patiently started to unbutton his shirt. He watched her as he fought himself from falling. His shirt was not tucked in, so it was easy for her to gently spread the cloth apart and reveal his toned torso. She looked up at him as her fingertips touched his lower abdomen. His stomach jerked at the initial touch and then it burned along his skin as she drove her hands up the front of his body. He hissed and his hand clamped down on her hips, fingers tensing around her. He closed his eyes and softly moaned as she rounded over his shoulders and started to push his shirt off. It stopped at his bicep and she didn't force it.
"Kuon," she called to him with a deep sinful voice. He blinked down at her and she stepped up so that the soft curves of her body pressed against him. His hands squeezed her, fighting the urge to slide back and grab her bottom. He wanted to pull her hips against his aching arousal and grind relentlessly against her. His eyes closed as the tips of her fingers ran across his shoulders and sunk into his hair.
"I want to be with you," she whispered and it sent a shiver down his spine. The breath of her words blew across his neck and he leaned his head to the side to give her more room for anything and everything she wanted.
"I've spent the entire day thinking about you." She pressed her body flushed against his, her head turned to rest high on his chest. "To feel the heat of your body against mine." She rubbed her body against his, making him groan. His hands loosened to allow her to twist around. His hands touched her gently as she turned her back towards him. His knees felt weak and he slid down slightly against the wall, his body naturally caging around her petite form. "I love the way your skin feels," she purred. She rubbed her back against him, her butt rubbed the front of his groin delightfully as she softly spoke, "so soft but hard-pressed against mine." Her hands reached down to his slightly bent legs and raked her nails up his thighs. His head thumped hard against the wall behind him. Her hands moved up to her hips where his hands were to take over his actions.
"I want your hands on me," she forced them over her. Moving them up her waist and stroking over her stomach. "Touching me, touching everything," she moaned as she manipulated his hands up her body. She squirmed against him and he was struggling to stay up or not take action because she won. He was gone and left under her mercy. His hands ran over the rough fabric of her bra and it felt like sandpaper compared to her soft skin. Her guidance fell away to lightly touch his forearms, but he didn't need it anymore. His right hand slipped over her chest and across her collarbone to cup her face all the while his left slipped into her bra and groped her breast.
Kyoko mewled as she melted under his touch. She nuzzled her face in his hand. Her mouth opened and he felt her teeth drag across the apple of his palm. Heated breath blew across his hand and then the moist press of her lips dragged along his thumb. Once she reached the tip, she took it into her mouth and started to lick and suck on it.
All of the hesitations were destroyed and he pulled his thumb out to replace it with his tongue. She moaned into his mouth as he ravaged hers. Impatience filled him as he dropped his hand down and pushed off the strapless bra from her breasts. Another needly little sound escaped her throat as both his hands molded against her mounds. Squeezing and rubbing, fingers rolling and pinching her dark hard tips. Her hands found their way around his neck and he could feel her trying to turn around, but he was not done with her just yet.
Kyoko cried out the moment his fingers found their way into her panties. Long fingers slicked over the wet heat of her sex and she nearly collapsed.
"No, no," he whispered into her ear. "You can't do all that and try to leave." He reinforced his hold on her, his left arm wrapping around her to hold her close.
She shook her head and then gasped as he stroked along her clit. As his fingers teased her, she softly breathed, "I don't want to go."
Kuon smiled at her answer. "Are you sure you know what you are saying, Kyoko?" He asked and then dragged his teeth down the column of her neck and lightly bit her. She trembled in his arms and rocked her hips against his hand. "You have no idea of the things I want to do to you. Every time I see you, your sexy little charm seduces me." He pulled his fingers back and started to circle her clit again. "I want you so much more than I've been letting on."
"Yes," she gasped.
"I want to spend every night with you."
"Yes." Her hips started to move franticly and her body was getting tense in his grip.
"I want to wake up with you every morning."
"Yeah," her voice whined as her climax neared.
"Will you give it to me? Your heart, your body for the rest of your life?"
"Yeesssss," she cried out as her body buckled at the rush of the release. He held her tightly in his grip until the waves settled and then she was suddenly up in his arms. She pushed herself up knowing he had a hold of her to kiss him. Kuon was more than willing to fulfill her request as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down, maintaining the kiss until her head hit the mattress.
Kuon pulled back to stand before her and hastily pulled off the remains of his shirt. She sat up and reached behind her to finally unhook her bra as he unsnapped his slacks. She pulled her knees up on the bed to roll off her panties as he pushed down his remaining clothes. His manhood jutted out, hard and dark red. Her body hummed as she shifted around to remove her last article of clothing. Her insides already clenching and throbbing with the need to feel him inside of her.
They wasted no time at all. Kuon crawled over her, touching and kissing everything that was placed before him. Her body opened up for him, her arms sliding along the side of his body. Her legs glided along his outer thighs and wrapped around his hips. His lips found hers as the weight of his body pressed above hers. She hungrily kissed him, her tongue tasting every part of him, her teeth nipping at his lips. Her hands clawed at his back and into his hair as her legs pulled him closer to where she needed him.
A rush flooded through her the moment he rocked inside of her. She didn't care about holding her voice back. She yelled out as he filled her, finally giving her everything she was craving all day long. She arched her back in bliss as he lifted himself at arms-length above her. He tentatively rocked his hips and she squeezed his length from within. Kuon groaned and jerked against her sending a wonderful surge of pleasure through her.
She ran her hands up his arms and bit her lip when their eyes found each other. "Don't hold back. I want it." Her hand reached up to his face. "I want it all, please. I want all of you, Kuon."
He groaned and leaned down to kiss her. It was messy but quick as he started to thrust harder. Which was fine with her as her mind suddenly couldn't think as he found his rhythm. He stayed so close to her as he made love to her. She loved holding him as he moved, feeling the muscle work under her hands, between her thighs. The hard muscle inside of her stroking and driving her higher with every little jolt of his body. She could hear his grunts and moans mixing in with hers. The heat radiating off his body made her feel warm and safe.
She could feel the rush of ecstasy deep inside of her and lifted her hips towards his thrusting body. He groaned above her and his movements started to come sharper, faster.
"Kuon," she called out and he shifted above her. He slowed down in concern, and her legs pulled him in tighter. "Don't stop," she begged. Her hands clawed at his sides and he quickly resumed.
"Uhhh… Aaah. Yes, Kuon," she moaned with her hand at gliding down his arm. He pulled his arm back and wove his fingers along with hers. He appeared above her flushed and sweaty, breathing heavily as he moved harder above her.
"Kyoko," he whispered and she reached that glorious peak. Her body rocked up against him as he leaned down and thrust deep within her. She moaned into his chest as the ripples of ecstasy flooded through her and then he stilled and felt him pulse within her. Soft little moans left his lips as he spilled himself within her. His body grew heavier as he relaxed.
Kyoko let out a content sigh and pulled their combined hands over her head. Kuon slipped down with her but moved to his left rather than risk smothering her. She twisted with him and started to press little kisses on his jaw.
He smiled as he smoothed his hand up her thigh that was still wrapped around his hips. She shifted her hips to try and kiss up to his ear making him groan. "You've got to give me a minute, sweetheart."
"Hmmm…," she sounded as if thinking and licked his neck. "No," she decided. "I'm not ready to let you go." She rocked her hips against his as she bit down high on his chest.
"Ahh," he groaned. His hand reached out and groped her as she ground against him. He let out a breathy laugh as she grinned up at him. "I promise I'm not going anywhere, but I also don't want to crush you," he murmured.
She let out a little disappointed whine and followed him. His whole intention was to hold her until he recovered, but she had different ideas. "What if we do this then?" she prompted and Kuon found himself pushed onto his back with his lover climbing up on top of him. She licked her lips and he was reminded of that predatory look she had for him the first time she was on top of him. He looked up at her, naked and taking command, and he was ready to go.
"Is this better?" she whispered in a husky voice while dragging her hands over his chest.
"Yes," he hissed and wasted no time in running his hands over her thighs and up her body. She ran her hands over his arms as he reached up to touch her breasts. Her eyes closed and she let out a soft moan simply because he touched her.
"God, how am I supposed to think of anything else when you seduce me so?"
She flushed and dropped her gaze to meet his. "Do I?"
He nodded. "It took everything I had not to take you against the wall earlier." He stroked down the curve of her back with this right as his left teased her nipple. "And in the dressing room today," she was dancing above him, rocking her hips above his awakening arousal, "and yesterday."
"And right now?" she
"Mmhmm," he agreed with a sound. His heated green eyes moved down her body. "Right now," he whispered huskily. She licked her lips and arched her back, thrusting her chest up. He watched her as he simply touched her and everything about her called to him. Her face flushed and her lips parted letting out a soft little moan. He squeezed her soft flesh as she moved above him. Her little nipple hardened under his touch tickling his palm as if letting him know that it was there as if he needed the reminder. He stroked down to reveal that dark little tip. It was all puckered and hard against her normally pale skin. Her skin made his hand look so dark against it like a stain. But that was what he was. A dark stain that was tainting her purity.
My beautiful, sweet, Kyoko. He ran his hand up to cup her face and she blinked hazy gold eyes at him. She rubbed her face against his hand and smiled blissfully. She closed her eyes and licked up his palm towards his fingers. He groaned as she slipped his index finger into her mouth.
"You are going to kill me."
Kyoko smiled and lightly bit the middle of his finger before letting him go. "Then perhaps we should stop," she whispered behind his fingers. She looked at him knowing that was the last thing either of them wanted.
"I'll stop when you do," he promised as his hands ran down her body.
"Ah, then when I'm asleep?"
He laughed, "Even then, I make no promises," he whispered.
"Who is killing who here," she panted. "I feel like I'm burning from the inside out."
He grinned, "Want me to douse the flames?" Her face flushed from his words and he was a little surprised she got his meaning. He was planning to move past it but she was simply full of surprises tonight.
"But I'm already all wet, see." She then pushed his right hand down between her thighs. She gasped at the touch and he almost groaned feeling how excited she was, no doubt due to a combined effort of his release seeping out of her and her arousal mixing. Still, knowing that she was this ready did wonders for his recovery, loving every second, never wanting to let go.
Her body started to move as he rubbed her clit, but she could feel him getting hard and looking for attention. She licked her lips and rocked her hips back far enough to lose his hand and reveal that he was up and she could have him again. She took him gently in her hand and slipped the tip along her slick folds. Kuon softly groaned and dropped his hand to watch her handle him at her core. She shifted above him, her body angling to take him, allowing him to see so much more of what she was doing.
"If you want to put out the fire," she continued in a deep voice. He looked up at her face already breathing heavy and sweating. She rubbed the head of his arousal over her clit and then slowly moved down, down…
"You are going to have to go in deep," she concluded and he slipped inside of her.
"Hoooly fuck," he cursed under his breath and his hips instinctively thrust up into her. Kyoko moaned and her hand squished between their bodies. His body fell back down and she pulled her hand back to brace herself and rock over his length.
"Ah," she sounded as she slowly moved over him. She reached up and pressed her hands against his chest. Leaning forward, she raised her hips and found a slow and steady rhythm.
"You are gorgeous," he murmured as continuously touched her. She didn't hesitate at his words as she focused on her movements gaining speed and force. Her eyes were closed tight, her lips were parted letting out little sounds of pleasure. Her sweet little tits bounced with her every jerk as her pussy sucked his bare cock in her hot little wet body. All he wanted to do was move, faster, harder, more.
"Kuon," she moaned. "I want more, please."
"Alright, baby. I've got you." He sat up and kissed her. Kissed her fiercely as his arms wrapped around her body and held her tightly against him. Their world spun around as he took over, moving her to lay on the bed and him more than willing to take over. He slipped out a bit but that was easily taken care of.
With her beneath him, her hands quickly started touching him everywhere – his arms, shoulders, chest, stomach. She moved her hips and ground against making him groan as she kissed his chest and up to his neck. He eagerly kissed her back. Opened mouthed and messy, he fiercely fed from her mouth. She nipped at his lips and sucked on his tongue, but her teasing was making him impatient. With a hard thrust, he was buried deep within her forcing out a loud moan from her lips and her back off the bed.
He didn't start off easy and was roughly thrusting against her. She moaned into his room at each slap of his hips against hers. He pushed himself up and let himself go, and as good as this felt, he did not feel like he could come this time around. Which was fine. All he wanted was to be close to her and spending the rest of the night with her in his arms felt equally as good. He loved watching her, hearing the sounds that he was driving out of her. He wanted to but the moment that she came, where her body clenched around him and her nails bit into his skin, he didn't have it in him to continue.
Both of them were spent as he slipped up beside her and pulled her close to him. She sighed and cuddled up against him. Kuon softly kissed her shoulder and ran his fingertips down her back. He could feel her body relax against him and he smiled and nuzzled her hair.
"Kuon," she called out to him in a thick voice.
"Yeah?"
"Hrumenmm?" She murmured against his shoulder.
Kuon blinked and pulled back slightly to see her face but she was already asleep. He let out a breathy laugh and then hugged her. She whined slightly and shifted in his arms telling him to let her sleep. He couldn't stop smiling though and he kissed her hair a few times.
"Kyoko, darling, will you marry me?" He whispered slightly into her ear and she hummed some sound that could mean anything. He smiled. "Soon, we will fall asleep in each other's arms every night,' he promised and let sleep take him.