"No peeking!" Kuon led a blind-folded Kyoko by the hand, gently leading her towards their midnight black leather sofa until her legs bumped against the padded surface, forcing her to sit abruptly. Her face twisted in a mock scowl, eliciting a soft chuckle from Kuon and he gave her hand a light squeeze. "Almost ready," he promised.
Arranging the final touches to his surprise, Kuon began his countdown, "Three...two...one! Open your eyes princess."
Kyoko brushed aside the veil of darkness, revealing a cloche resting on their solid chocolate oak coffee table. "Umm..." Kyoko's quizzical eyes met Kuon's highly amused ones.
He waggled his brows. "Lift the lid, babe."
Kyoko did as he bade and discovered a thick, folded piece of paper decorated with whimsical dancing stars along the borders. It was addressed to the Hizuri Family. "What is..." Kyoko began unfolding the paper, her thought trailing off and eyes widening as she took in the crimson-robed mouse wearing a blue, golden-starred magician's hat.
"Kuon!" Kyoko gleefully threw herself at husband, wrapping him in a bear hug.
"Happy five year anniversary!" he wheezed. She noticed he was being crushed in her exuberant embrace and let him go, a sheepish smile lingering on her face. "I rearranged our schedules so we have a whole five days off to spend in the Sunshine State," he huffed, finally able to breathe.
Kyoko pulled a small, neatly wrapped box from under a seat cushion. "Please open yours too," her amber eyes shone with a vibrant inner light as she stared lovingly at Kuon.
After untying the ribbon and shredding the paper surrounding the box, he lifted the lid, revealing a platinum chain necklace with a matching compass pendant and resplendent turquoise stone set in the center. "You are my true north. Always," Kyoko said.
Kuon kissed her tenderly, grateful to the fates that brought Kyoko back into his life. That brought him back to life by the virtues of this wonderful woman who, incredibly, had chosen him. And he knew exactly how he wanted to express his feelings.
He drew back and the abrupt look of naked hunger on his face caused muscles deep in her core to clench as waves of desire coursed through her. His voice was a low purring oath, "I'm going to lick the juices from your luscious little pussy." He guided her to standing and brushed himself against her so she could feel the hardness of his cock through the thick denim of his jeans. "I plan to pleasure you in every way possible." Kyoko's heartbeat began beating rapidly at his words, her whole body aflame as he lifted her up and carried her to their bedroom where he surpassed every promise.
Sometime later, they lay entwined in comfortable silence on cerulean silk sheets, Kyoko tucked into Kuon's side, her head resting on his powerful muscular chest. She was about to ask him about their trip when he began speaking, as though reading her mind. "We're going to take the Challenger over." She leaned back from him a moment, face puzzled. "You know, the Bombardier jet," he clarified as she snuggled back against him. He felt as her lips formed an "O" against his skin and he chuckled, shifting to place a light peck on the top of her head.
"That's very gracious of them," came her soft reply, breath tickling his skin. Kyoko still had a difficult time fathoming the wealth of people who could afford to own a private jet, even more so that her in-laws were among them.
Kuon continued, "I booked us in a Club Level room at the Boardwalk Inn for the duration of stay." Kyoko gave a little squeak of delight at the word boardwalk and he smiled broadly, knowing how much she adored anything beach themed ever since her stay in Guam.
The Boardwalk Inn sat right on a literal boardwalk modeled after the turn-of-the-century Atlantic city boardwalk at a time when the average person had extra income to take a trip to the beach and stay in a luxurious hotel. It looked opulent and relaxing and was situated right between Hollywood Studios and Epcot so that one could walk to either park if one chose to. Also, there were restaurants, a bakery promising many tasty offerings, a number of shops, and even some dance clubs nearby. It's going to be perfect, he smiled to himself.
"We leave in..." he paused, checking the time. "Fourteen hours," he finished. "Just enough time to pack, get some sleep, and make it to the airport."
"Mmmm, sleep... sounds... good..." Kyoko murmured and her breathing shifted to the rhythms of a peaceful slumber. Kuon placed another soft kiss on her head an joined her in that calm oblivion.
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Kyoko was instantly enveloped in an invisible muggy blanket as she stepped off the jet into the Florida air where they were met by a sweating chauffeur who was to escort them in his accompanying Mercedes-Benz to the Boardwalk Inn.
A cast member greeted them on arrival while Kyoko was still engrossed in the casual elegance of the gleaming white hotel that truly made her feel like she had been transported back in time to the Great Gatsby Era. From the upbeat bluesy, jazzy music pumping through hidden speakers, the floral patterned rugs under invitingly plush, color-popping furniture, and the pastel key-lime walls to the potted palms resting under an ornate dome-shaped ceiling complete with fanciful chandeliers, everything was mesmerizing. Her favorite decor was undoubtedly a lavishly playful piece consisting of golden mer-horses hanging as a centerpiece in the spacious room.
"Kyoko!" Kuon's voice broke through her daze and she shifted her eyes, blinking rapidly as she finally noticed her husband's alluring eyes staring directly into her own.
"Sorry!" Kyoko exclaimed, reddening. "It's all just so lovely I got a little lost for a moment," she chuckled ruefully. She noticed their luggage had disappeared.
He glanced upwards towards the chandelier she was admiring. "It matches your eyes," he said, slipping her petite hand into his. "Let's go, our concierge is waiting to take us to our room," he threw Kyoko a charmingly boyish grin- the kind that melted her heart a little more every time she saw it- and led her by the hand.
Club level meant their rooms were sectioned off from the rest of the hotel on the fourth floor through a door labeled The Innkeeper's Club that required a special key card to open. Kyoko smiled fondly at the name engraved on the glass pane of the door. It reminded her of one of her favorite book series- one she'd heard they were in talks with the author to turn into a movie. If they do, I'm going to win that role.
Bob, the concierge led them to their room where their luggage waited. "Anything you need, let me know. I'm your guy," he offered a gracious smile showing perfectly whitened teeth as Kuon slipped him a generous tip and gave his thanks.
Kyoko wandered around the room, soaking in the Victorian Era feel. It felt warm and vibrant with its' golden-striped wallpaper, Cherrywood furnishings, and long, flowing drapery depicting classic scenes from an olden-time boardwalk. Little touches like the delightful lamp featuring a smiling Minnie Mouse in an Edwardian Era dress sitting daintily, her hands resting on a parasol added to the charm.
She heard Kuon chuckle. "Looks like you like the room," he said grinning.
"I love everything, but especially you." She moved closer to him, reaching up on her toes for a kiss that started gentle, but ended with Kyoko straddling him on the bed.
"Oh, like that is it?" he smirked.
"Mmmhmm. Just like that," Kyoko replied breathily as she began unzipping his pants.
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After round two in the walk-in shower, they got their disguises ready so they could head to Disney Springs since most of the day was already over due to traveling. Kyoko might have gotten away with going disguiseless had she been by herself thanks to her special ability, but she knew there was no way that was possible with Kuon at her side.
They started their journey at the Earl of Sandwich, which Kyoko found such a comical name that Kuon began speaking like British nobleman (though he certainly didn't look it) during their entire dinner. He was so convincing the poor diners and employees were asking him questions like what part of England are you from? and how large is your estate?. Kyoko managed to suppress most of a snigger the first time, allowing only a soft pfft to escape her glossy lips and though her lips quirked a little the rest of the times, she reigned in her laughter by discreetly biting her lip and reciting the digits of pi in her head.
From there they'd wandered around the nearly two mile stretch, holding hands while exploring the myriad of shops and sights. Once they got to the West Side, Kyoko finally saw the giant yellow and red helium balloon featuring the silhouettes from several classic characters like Peter Pan and Mary Poppins that she'd viewed from across the water earlier.
Kuon noticed her staring, "You want to take a ride, princess?"
Kyoko smirked, her gaze lingering on Kuon's lower torso, "Oooh, I'd love to take another ride."
Kuon laughed huskily. "You know what I mean, though I'm happy to oblige the other later," he said tossing her lascivious wink.
"I'm going to hold you to that, but yes, I want to go up in the helium balloon!" she said, grabbing Kuon by the hand, practically dragging him over as he chuckled at her excitement.
"Looks fun. I've never been on one either." She grew more enthusiastic at his confession since it would be a new experience they could participate in together.
As the sun finished its' descent beyond the horizon, the Disney Springs area lit up with thousands of lights. I can't wait to see an aerial view of this, Kyoko thought, practically bouncing with anticipation. Kyoko noticed the balloon's platform was like a giant donut with black netting on the sides for safety as she and Kuon were ushered aboard with five other guests.
"Good thing heights aren't a problem for either of us," Kuon mused.
Kyoko nodded firmly in agreement. They rose higher and higher until all Kyoko could see was a gorgeous cityscape illuminated like beautiful sea of twinkling lights.
"Wow," Kyoko uttered, a little breathless at the gorgeous view.
"Agreed," came his soft reply. "Here, let's do this…," Kuon pulled out his phone and drew Kyoko in for a kiss as he snapped a photo of them with stunning view as a backdrop.
Once back in the ground, he challenged Kyoko to a bowling match at Splitsville Luxury Lanes.
"Go easy on me," Kyoko said. "I've never bowled, remember?"
"That's why now is the perfect time, love," he whispered leaning in to nip at her ear. She yelped and he laughed, dodging as she tried to playfully smack his shoulder.
"Besides," he continued. "If your knife and shuriken throwing skills are any indication of your aiming abilities, you'll be creaming me in no time," he assured.
Kyoko threw a little Setsu into her walk and strutted towards the bowling alley entrance. "I'd prefer you creamme," she retorted, tossing her hair as she looked over her shoulder at him seductively before breaking into a smile and laughter.
By the end of the night, both of their statements rang true.