A dull ache between her thighs roused Kyouko from her slumber. She stretched as much as she could with Kuon's form wrapped around her. Still dreamy eyed and half asleep she caressed his face as he slept peacefully. If not for the hand cupping her bare ass and the soreness in her muscles, she would have thought it had all been a dream. She slipped her hand up to run her fingers through his soft blond locks and marveled at the way the strands shimmered in the gentle sunlight peeking through the curtains. The ache between her thighs grew stronger and her stomach squeezed painfully. Recognizing the need, she carefully disentangled herself from his arms and head for the bathroom. A smile tugged at her lips as she saw him groping the now empty side of the bed for her.

After relieving herself in the bathroom she stood at the sink and stared at the woman in the mirror. Love bites colored her pale skin. Unbuttoning his shirt to reveal more of his handywork on her body, she touched the hickeys. She closed her eyes and recalled what receiving them had felt like; hot and wet and sometimes painful. Her hands moved down her body seeming to have a mind of their own. They didn't feel the same as when Kuon touched her but of course his hands were bigger and had applied more pressure. Her hands were too soft, and she found that she couldn't make it not tickle as she skimmed over her stomach. When she reached her mound, she cupped herself and opened her eyes to look. It was strange realizing she had been afraid that something about herself would change. That somehow there would be a physical difference, and everybody would know that she was no longer a virgin.

But there wasn't anything different at all. She didn't feel different only a bit sore. Yayoi-san had always told her that it was imperative to wait until marriage. Kyouko had been convinced that anything outside of the marriage bed would leave her feeling wrong and unclean. That she could end up horribly disfigured in some way and no man would ever want to marry her. She was sure that Shoutaro would think that way too. That if he ever found out she had had sex that he would think her impure and call her a slut. She didn't feel impure though and she knew that if she ever called herself a slut Kuon would be pissed. Her thighs clenched at the thought of his anger though and she smiled wondering how he would punish her. She was discovering that she was a bit of a masochist, and she didn't feel ashamed of it; not when it involved Kuon.

Missing his touch, she exited the bathroom and stepped over to his side of the bed. She giggled seeing a pout on his sleeping face as his hand clenched the sheet where she had been sleeping.

"Corn." She whispered gently and kissed his cheek.

He hummed in his sleep and his face turned towards her. A bright smile playing on her lips she leaned over him to capture his lips. Her fingers slipped into his hair, and she glided her body down to lay comfortably on top of him. He started to stir and gave a pleasurable moan as she lightly scratched his scalp. Gradually his lips began to move against hers as he slowly woke up. His strong arms snaked around her pulling her closer and his hands slid down to squeeze her butt.

"This is my favorite way to wake up." he murmured against her lips. "My princess moaning on top of me."

His hands curved around her butt slipping between her thighs to caress her labia.

"Kuon," she half whined half moaned as she hid her blushing face against his neck.

"You're all shy again." He said carefully spreading her folds. "You were just all over me. What happened?"

"Mh." She moaned with an involuntary wince when he touched her entrance.

"I told you you'd regret being so reckless last night." He said pulling his hands away. He settled them on her ass where he massaged circles on the sore muscles.

"I don't regret it." She said with a moan as she closed her eyes.

Kuon smiled and kissed the top of her head. His hands massaged up to the base of her spine eliciting moans from her. Her body turned to puddy in his hands as he continued his way up with gentle even pressure under the shirt she wore. Trapped between them his penis twitched with her every moan and sigh.

"Kuon?" she called out to him curiously.

"Yes, princess?" he inquired in a dreamy voice.

"Do you want to…?" she couldn't finish the question. She squeezed her thighs and dragged her hand down his chest nails scratching at his skin.

With a groan he caught her hand before she could reach his member. He brought it to his lips willing his body to calm down.

"You don't want to?" she asked wondering if she had done something he hadn't liked. Maybe he didn't like how assertive she had been, but she couldn't help herself it felt so good.

"I do." He said but sat up setting her on the bed.

She cocked her head up at him. He pushed her down and climbed over her. His hands took her knees forcing her legs apart.

"Hey!" she shouted squeezing her thighs together and covering herself.

"What?" Kuon asked irritated that his view was being obstructed.

"Why do you always have to look at it?" she asked using one hand to push his head away while the other tried to hide her shaved pussy from him.

Chuckling Kuon answered, "I want to make sure nothing was torn or bruised last night. You remember last night when I not only looked at your beautiful vagina but kissed it, licked it, and buried myself inside of twice."

"That doesn't mean you need to constantly stare at it." She stammered blushing brightly.

"Kyouko, let me satisfy my need to be overprotective then I'll fuck you however you want me to." He said placing pressure on her knees.

"Don't call it that." She scolded but relented removing her hands.

"I can't call it making love if what you want is for me to pound you into the mattress." He teased as he gently spread her labial folds. "For such a shy girl you are actually quite the pervert." He commented as he watched her grow wet under his gaze. "Do you secretly like it when I look at you here?"

"No!" she said covering her face. Despite her protest she spread her legs wider for him and shivered at the feeling of his hot breath on her folds.

"Oh, princess." He cooed laying gentle kisses on her sensitive flesh.

"Hey!" she shouted as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders.

He tsked at her and fixed a stern look on her face. "You're a little red. Does this hurt?" he asked gently stroking her clitoris.

"No," she sighed but her abdominal muscles screamed at her to stop lying. It felt good but everything was also sore and tight.

"Don't lie, Kyouko." He said placing a kiss on her stomach where he could see her muscles tensing up. "Nothing is torn but I can see that your muscles are tight. Like any good workout aftercare is essential. Otherwise, your muscles will cramp." He said as he rubbed circles on her lower abs easing the tightness away.

"What about you, are your muscles sore?" she asked after taking a moment to bask in his pampering.

"A bit." Kuon replied then grinning wickedly at her he massaged down her thighs and said, "Right here is sore." He worked her inner thighs then caressed around to her glutes, "And here."

"Mmmm." She moaned pressing her head back into the pillows. "Kuon please." She begged not knowing what she was asking for but suspecting that he understood her need better than she did.

"You're going to need to learn to have some patience." Kuon said grabbing her ankles and sitting up. "I can't risk hurting you. Your sore muscles need time, and I should feed you before we do anything else."

"My muscles aren't sore." She lied even though she didn't have the strength to sit up.

He gave her a knowing smile and lifted her into his arms. "I still need to feed you first." He said kissing her nose even as she swatted him away.

"You said that if I let you look then we could… now I have to wait until after we eat." She grumbled jabbing his chest. "What's the next stipulation, do I have to stretch and work on my cardio?"

"No, the next one is for you to say sex, or fuck instead of glossing over it." He said teasingly as he carried her to the kitchen.

"Make love, Kuon. Don't make it sound so dirty." She demanded as he set her on the counter.

"Sometimes it is dirty love." He said in a husky tone beside her ear. "Sometimes it's hard and fast and I won't be so gentle." He gave her earlobe a hard suck making her gasp. "I promise you'll always enjoy it though."

She bit her lip tilting her head back to expose her neck to him. With a smirk he pulled away leaving her as he went to the fridge and retrieved a small cake.

"Dad made this for you." he said placing the cake next to her on the counter and pulling open a drawer to grab candles out. "I think he'll make another one for you when Yashiro takes you to see them. You should expect a lot of presents too. Mom's probably shopping right now."

Her face fell at his mention of more gifts. The whole family needed to see a financial consultant and possibly a therapist to help with their shopping addiction. Kuon lit the candles unaware of her plans to find him help to reign in his spending.

"Make a wish." He said, "Unless you want me to sing to you first."

"That's not necessary." She said not wanting to hurt his feelings but not prepared to listen to him sing so early in the morning. "We can't eat cake for breakfast. It has no nutritional value."

"I'm going to tell dad you said his cake is unhealthy." Kuon said pushing the cake with the candles lit towards her. "He put strawberries and mango on top. It's as healthy as any salad."

Kuon plucked a slice of mango off the cake and held it to her lips. She opened her mouth savoring the taste on her tongue.

"Make a wish." He said again as she seized his hand to lick the frosting and juice from his fingers.

"I don't know what to wish for." She admitted around his middle finger.

"Kyouko," his moan was meant to come out as a stern warning for her to stop but it only served to encourage her.

"I already have everything I want." She whispered in a husky voice kissing his palm. Her legs wrapped around his hips trapping him.

"Seems to me like there's something you haven't had enough of." Kuon teased plucking a strawberry from the cake and holding it to her lips.

When she tried to bite it, he pulled away saying, "You have to blow out your candles."

She pouted but leaned sideways to blow out the candles. With a mischievous grin Kuon plucked the candles from part of the cake and cut a large slice for her.

"What did you wish for?" He asked using his fingers to pinch a piece of her slice and bring it to her mouth.

"I can't tell you or it won't come true." She teased catching his wrist so she could lick the cake off his fingers.

"Or you could tell me, and I can make it come true." He said watching her close her eyes as she sucked his middle finger into her mouth.

"Mm, yummy." She said popping his finger out of her mouth and licking her lips. "You wanna know what I want?" she asked dragging her finger through the whipped frosting on the cake. "I want you to stop being so damn overprotective." She held her finger to his lips.

"That's never going to happen." he said licking the frosting but not taking her finger into his mouth. "You're too precious to me."

"Kuon." She said dragging her finger through the frosting again.

"What?" he asked noting the annoyance and frustration in her voice.

"Do you not want to do it again? Was I not…?" she trailed off not wanting to complete the question.

She had been basking in the afterglow of his expertise, but it just occurred to her that her inexperience might have put him off. He would never say it to avoid hurting her feelings, but he might not have enjoyed himself. She tugged at the unbuttoned shirt pulling it closed over herself.

"Hey," Kuon cupped her face forcing her eyes to meet his. "Don't go to that self-deprecating space in your head. I promise you that the only reason I am not fucking you senseless right now is my concern for your wellbeing. Last night was simultaneously the most satisfying experience I've ever had in my life but also not enough. I don't think I'll ever have enough of you." he said caressing her cheek with his thumb.

"Me too. I want more of you." she admitted leaning up for a kiss. He obliged but only with quick chaste kisses. She growled at him earning a chuckle.

"You need to eat first. I can't believe I have to be the one to say that." He said.

Instead of replying she picked up her slice of cake and smushed it against his bare chest. Her ankles locked behind him as she smeared the treat over his nipples and down his abs. Kuon groaned but couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he shook his head at the woman he loved. She moaned lapping at his chest with her eager tongue.

"Oh Kyouko," he said with a moan.

He seized her hand in one of his and brought it to his mouth so he could lick the cake off. His other hand gathered her hair behind her neck to keep it from getting covered in cake.

"If you don't finish it all, I'll have to spank you for making a mess." He said in his emperor of the night voice after taking a couple deep breath to compose himself.

"Now I don't know if I want to finish or not." Kyouko said breathing heavily as she lapped at the cake covered chest.

"What happened to my innocent maiden?" Kuon asked.

"You happened." She answered struggling to bend down to lick his stomach.

He held her hair too tightly for her to go down further. Unwilling to relent she brought her hands to her true objective between his legs. His cock was hard and throbbing. She didn't know how he could stand it. Her inner walls ached almost painfully with the need to be filled again but he was denying them both what their bodies wanted.

"Did I corrupt my princess?" Kuon asked biting back a moan. "You know blaming your emperor for your behavior is a crime."

"Punish me." she demanded licking up to his neck and bringing her arms up to hug him. "Please Kuon. I don't like being wanton and needy but I am. I want you to punish me. I want you to show me all the ways to please you. I can't help it you feel so damn good that I need more." He could hear the need in her voice warring with her innermost tendencies to be prudish.

With a wicked smirk he snaked an arm around her back and his hand gripped her butt. She gasped as his hands yanked her forward until she could feel him pressing against her core. He didn't enter her but slid the underbelly of his length along her seam coaxing her folds to wrap around him.

"Kuon!" she gasped leaning back and supporting herself on her arms. She watched fascinated as his cock rubbed over her sending tiny tingling shockwaves through her.

"This is all my doing huh?" he asked teasingly. "I turned my sweet princess into a pervert?"

"Yes! Yes, Kuon, yes! Please." She was breathless as she rotated her hips begging him for more.

"I forgot how quickly you can go from zero to one hundred. Your body needs time to adjust though." He said between breaths. "Fuck, Kyouko!"

"Yes, please." She whimpered and scratched at his arms. "Please fuck me."

He gripped her almost painfully and forced her to stop grinding against him. She groaned trying to buck her hips.

"Emperor please…" she panted fully giving herself over to the lewd side of her that he brought out so easily.

"What a naughty princess I have." The emperor said darkly. "You didn't finish your cake." He took a step back to show her the mess still covering his lower abs.

She tried to lean forward to lick the cake off of him, but he caught her chin and leaned down until his nose touched hers.

"I didn't say I was giving you more time to finish." He said in a voice that sent shivers down her spine and awoke her grudges, making them swoon over his darkness. "Safe word."

"Poison apple." She replied promptly. She squeezed her thighs together slightly unnerved by how much his darkness turned her on.

"Good girl. Go to the couch and lay your head on a pillow. I want your ass in the air waiting for your punishment."

"Kuon," she pouted. It hadn't been her intention to push him this far.

"No." he said, and his voice sounded cold. "Go." He let her go and lifted her off the counter. A quick kiss to her temple was the only warmth he showed her before slapping her ass. "And don't you dare touch yourself before I get there."

She scurried out of the kitchen slightly annoyed but mostly filled with lust. She wanted him to tease and punish her. She wanted him to be her emperor.

Chuckling Kuon sprinted to their room to grab condoms. He had almost messed up and taken her right there on the counter without protection, and he didn't think he would have the strength to pull out again. Just the thought that she was so eager for more made him want to forget himself and fuck her senseless. That wouldn't do though, not when he was her biggest fan and would never be able to forgive himself if he caused any harm to her career. He hurried out to where she obediently kneeled in front of the sofa with her head on a pillow. She lifted her eyes to look at him with a cute pleading expression.

"Awe, I'm being too mean to my sweet princess." He said walking up behind her. "I shouldn't make you wait so long." Slipping a condom on, he angled her hips up.

She sucked in a deep breath in anticipation. He smirked spreading her open and licking his lips at the sight of her glistening vagina. At first, he toyed with her by pressing the tip of his penis in then pulling out and watching her grow frustrated. She growled pushing her hips back and shaking her ass at him. He did this until she pushed herself up on her arms and turned her head ready to berate him. Before she could utter a word, he sunk himself into her. Gasping she fell back to the couch hugging the pillow as he pulled all the way out then pressed himself back in.

"Kuon!" she cried out tears filling her eyes from the intense pleasure as he picked up his pace and repeatedly drove himself into her.

She hissed into the pillow as he controlled her hips; roughly dragging them back to meet his as he slammed into her. Her fingers dug into the pillow as she came hard. Not finished yet, Kuon pulled her up into a hug as he continued to pound into her. One of his hands fell to her mound finding her hard clit. He rubbed her juices around on it causing her to spasm and gasp throwing her head back on his shoulder. His other hand came up to cup her boob and pinch the nipple eliciting more panting moans from her. Annoyed by his lack of noises she turned her head towards his neck and bit him hard.

"Fuck Kyouko." He grunted and came as her inner walls clamped down again.

Breathing hard he hugged her tight and she released his neck. He let her go and she melted to the floor laying her head on the pillow which she noted had holes from her fingers digging in too hard. He vanished for a moment as she worked on catching her breath then he returned and picked her up to sit in his lap. For a moment they sat still catching their breath and clinging to each other.

"I love you," he finally said once he could form words. "How do you feel."

A mischievous smile playing on her lips she replied, "Loved."

He chuckled kissing her head.

"Thank you for making it special Kuon." She said after a short silent pause. "I always kind of assumed it would hurt and that I would only ever do it out of obligation. Like a chore that I would happily do for my husband, but I never dreamed it could feel good. I never imagined that I would want to have sex."

He stiffened at her words knowing that she was talking about Fuwa being her husband and committing the 'chore' for him. Taking a deep breath, he reminded himself that she was safe and in his arms. She belonged to him not that ungrateful brat who would gladly use her without a single thought of her pleasure.

"Kuon?" she called to him realizing her mistake in bringing up that guy.

"Hm?" he asked rubbing her back.

"I love you."

A warm smile cast a gentle glow on his face, and he caressed her cheek kissing her nose. "I love the fact that you are just as insatiable for me as I am for you." He said making her blush. "I thought it would at least take you a couple months to be comfortable enough to admit you enjoy sex. I can't believe we're already at the biting and please fuck me stage though." He said mimicking her voice. "Say fuck again."

"No." She said with a pout. She had said it in English too just to be sure he understood exactly how much she needed it.

"Next time you'll be the empress and I'll be the prince." He said with a wicked grin.

"No, I couldn't do that." She said blushing at the thought of controlling him.

"Couldn't do what? Make demands of me for sex and boss me around like a spoiled brat?" he asked teasingly. "That was you who bit me. I didn't bite you. Clearly I am not the dominate one."

"Yes, you are." She said with a pout. "I want you Kuon. Not Tsuruga. I want the real Kuon."

"You have me." he said quizzically.

"No. I have the restrained version of you, but I know that's not you." she said. "I know you want to tie me to the bed and…" she stopped herself from imagining all the things he could do to her while she was tied down.

"True." He admitted taking both of her wrists in one hand. "And eventually I will. I may even put a collar and leash on you while you're wearing the ears. Eventually I will reveal all my sadomasochistic fantasies to you, but not today. I promise that I will be an insatiable and demanding Emperor, but I will not risk hurting you."

"And you want me to be the same way?" she asked using a finger to trace over the bite mark she had made.

"Sometimes." He said with a shrug. "But I won't force you to be. If you prefer being a brat that's fine too."

"I'm not a brat!" she protested.

"Yes, you are, but that's alright since I'm the one who spoiled you, I can't complain." He said bending forward to retrieve a plate from the coffee table.

"You're the brat." She said wondering when he had brought a slice of cake over.

"Yes, I am." He admitted with a proud smile. "My princess spoils me. Open." He commanded holding a spoonful of cake to her lips.

She opened her mouth and tried to take the bite, but he pulled it away. At her confused look he placed the spoon in his mouth and hummed at the taste.

"Don't think I've forgotten about the little mess you made on my chest. Wasting food is a cardinal sin in this house. I've been scolded enough times by you for it." He said and despite her efforts not to smile her lips twitched upwards.

She turned away moving her lips around to force them into her own version of his puppy pout before turning back to him. Letting out a boisterous laugh he kissed her temple.

"I told you you're a brat." He said lifting the strawberry from the cake to her lips. She took the entire fruit into her mouth capturing his finger in the process. "Spoiled brat."

Strawberry juice ran down her chin when he pulled his finger away. He leaned down to lap up the tiny red stream.

"Let's take a nap." He said feeling the fatigue in his muscles.

"It's still morning. We've barely finished breakfast." She said even though her eyelids were heavy.

"I'll order food for lunch then we can take a short nap." He said grabbing his phone off the table to call and order food. She narrowed her eyes at him wondering when he had placed that there.

"You're too fast and sneaky." She said. If he had brought the phone his plan was always to take a nap on the couch and order food for lunch. "You need to eat breakfast."

"I have my slice of cake right here. I won't even make a mess of it like some people." He said making a show of taking another bite.

"Cake isn't breakfast though." She protested. She had been hoping that he was joking about only having the sugary treat for breakfast.

"It is on your birthday." He said shoving another spoonful into her mouth. "Would you prefer it if I rubbed it all over your chest to eat it? I'm actually not opposed to making a mess and I wouldn't waste any. I would lick every inch of skin to make sure I cleaned it all up."

Her face fell as the idea sounded appealing, but her body ached in protest to more activity.

"Maybe later." Kuon said seeing the slightly panicked look in her eyes. He took one last large spoonful of the cake before setting the plate aside and stretching himself out on the couch.

"Kuon you're naked." She pointed out and gathered the shirt that was still uselessly hanging open on her body.

"Did you just notice that?" He asked feigning hurt. "I've been naked all day."

"Yes, I know but we're on the couch." She said as the it was obviously inherently wrong to be nude on his own couch.

"Yes, I know. I fucked you on this couch and I was naked then too." He said quirking a brow up as she fumbled over the buttons of the shirt. "No one else is here, it's ok to be naked. I would prefer it actually." She chose the oddest things to be bashful about.

"No." She said hoping he wouldn't be mad.

He rolled his eyes opening his arms for her to lay on him. "Ok whatever just come here already."

In the lavish office of LME's president two very pissed off men sat in contemplation.

Yashiro was livid. The manager scrolled through the fan sites all abuzz with Fuwa's confession to Kyouko. There was no way he was going to allow that foolish boy to ruin what his charges had built for themselves. They had reputations to protect and a blooming relationship to grow.

Lory was livid. Those two had been together for months and everyone knew about it. They had all schemed to keep him in the dark over some nonsense idea that he wouldn't be able to help himself and would throw a huge party. As though he didn't know it needed to be kept a secret from the public. He would have made sure everyone at their congratulations party had signed NDA's, he wasn't an idiot. Now he was expected to help clean up the mess that Fuwa had made for them.

"Why exactly are those two not present at this meeting?" Lory asked. "You came here to out them to me and didn't even bring them. Do they know that you're telling me all this?" Lory hated being kept in the dark and lied to. Only now the manager was telling him without their permission and that didn't sit right with Lory either.

"They will be unavailable for today and tomorrow as a birthday gift to Kyouko-chan. I was hoping we could issue a statement on her behalf." Yashiro said with hope laced in his voice.

Lory rubbed his beard in thought. "We could." Yashiro perked up excited to have the matter taken care of but then Lory continued. "However, we need Mogami-kun to decide what the statement should say. This will harm her no matter what she chooses but one option will do less harm."

"One option? I'm confused of course her only option is to say that they are just co-stars on a drama and that she has no interest in dating at present." Yashiro stated firmly.

"Yes, she could flatly turn him down like then and earn the ire of his fans." Lory explained. "It is also in her right to accuse him of harassment, and she has plenty of evidence of that. This would also earn her hate from his fans. She could say that she is already in a relationship in which case we would either had to enlist a friend to concoct a fake relationship which we will then have to concoct a false breakup story. Or we could out Ren and Kana as false to place Mogami-kun beside Ren. It is too soon for that though, and she'll have Ren's, Kana's, and Fuwa's fans going after her."

Yashiro nodded adding, "Many of her fans are also her fans. Something like this could ruin Kyouko and it would potentially force Ren to keep his distance from her publicly. All of her friends would have to ostracize her or risk losing fans if this isn't handled correctly."

"There is the option of having her agree to date Fuwa publicly as well…"

"No." Yashiro said cutting Lory off.

"Then we could out him as a terrible boyfriend and force him to admit to cheating." Lory continued ignoring Yashiro's outburst.

"No."

"I'll have him followed and gather plenty of evidence that Mogami-kun is a perfectly sweet girlfriend while Fuwa is cruel and unfaithful."

"Hell no!"

"More fans would sympathize with her than if she accused him of harassment…"

"They are not your own personal otome game!"

"No, they aren't but let's face it people don't listen to girls who cry harassment from popular attractive men. If she rejects him, she loses. If she accepts him, she loses. But if she accepts him, we can spin it in her favor." Lory said as Ruto brought over a stack of forms. "Of course, it would all be fake for the public, and we will contact Akatoki about his harassment of her. They will set that boy right once and for all or I will personally make it so no one will ever work with him again."

Taken aback Yashiro opened his mouth and said nothing.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a bit, it was busy at work and I had family things to juggle. For anyone who hates fake dating scenarios there won't be any of that as a key storyline. It's going to be in the background but mostly as a way to punish Fuwa in certain ways. You'll see. I was writing the chapter and came to the realization that how I wanted it to go with Shou being outed as a stalker among other things would inevitably go bad for Kyouko. In fact there is no way that Kyouko could come out unscathed if it is revealed that she is involved with Ren or Shou or anyone else. Sometimes society just sucks and now I'm sad. I wasn't trying to get preachy or anything but anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter in any case.