"I don't love you anymore. A pretty line that I adore, five words that I've heard before, 'Cause you keep me on a rope, and tied a noose around my throat." Kyoko sang as she scribbled lyrics on her notepad.

There was no reason for her to write songs anymore other than her own enjoyment. It had never occurred to her that she liked music so much. It had always been Shotaro's thing. The few times she had attempted to sing or write songs he had told her she was bad at it. Not wanting to upset him she had convinced herself that she didn't like writing but if she were honest, she really enjoyed it. There was something nice about putting her feelings down on paper. Her old emotions for Shotaro, her love and anger and the feeling of worthlessness all poured out of her pen freeing her from them. She liked it almost as much as acting.

"That song sounds very dark." Kuon said startling her.

"You came back!"

She jumped back over to the laptop sitting on her table to stare into the screen at his handsome face.

"I came back." He said with a teasing smile on his face. "I'm done filming for the day. It's weird being done at eight but I'm just the support to the male lead so I get to leave earlier than Kevin."

"Just the support. You are one of the leads. You have your own storyline and love interest."

"Don't remind me about that woman. She sprayed my sheep pillow with her gaudy perfume. The costume department said that Melissa tried to get them to sew a lock of her hair into my clothes." He said gritting his teeth.

Kyoko giggled. "Little do they know you already have a lock of hair sewed into most of your outfits. I didn't do that though Maria-chan did."

"I'm aware. She did the same to your clothes. Woods-san provided her with both of our hair." He said as he changed into his street clothes. "How much longer do we have until you have to get back to work?"

"Long enough." She replied coyly.

"Long enough for what?" He asked grabbing his bag and walking out of his trailer.

"For what you're thinking." She replied and she started unbuttoning her blouse.

"Kyoko wait until I get to my car." He hissed into his phone turning off the video.

"Who's Kyoko?" Kevin asked popping up beside him. "Here I thought you were completely faithful to your girlfriend Kana."

"Kevin-san, shouldn't you be filming?"

Kevin waved his hand explaining that there were some technical difficulties, and he was told to take a break.

"So, who is Kyoko?"

"Kyoko-chan is Kana's friend. We're discussing birthday plans." Kuon lied smoothly.

"Boring." Kevin said after thinking about it for a moment. "What are you doing for your birthday?"

"I just told you I'm spending time with my girlfriend."

"Yeah but like after the video call. Me and the guys could take you out for drinks. Huh? Get into some trouble together." He offered then craned his head towards the phone, "Adultery free fun Kana's friend don't worry, Kyoko."

"She's not worried because she knows I won't be going. She's helping my girlfriend come here to see me." Kuon said.

He stopped by the driver's side of his car. He knew that Kevin was just trying to be friendly, but he also knew that Kevin was friends with Melissa and couldn't be completely trusted. Melissa had expressed several times that she didn't want a relationship but would really like to have sex with him. She didn't care that he was practically married.

"Oh, so you're going to be busy." Kevin said miming a blowjob. "Nice. Well then after that why not bring her out with us? We could show you all the best celebrity haunts."

"No thanks," Kevin's face fell. "We're going to be spending all three days alone together. It's been a while since I've had my favorite person in my arms, and I really just want to spend my birthday with her."

"Three days?" Kevin asked eyes growing wide. "She's gonna let you…? For three whole days?"

"Yeah." Kuon answered as though it were no big deal. "She promised I could have whatever I want."

"Suddenly starting to understand how you could reject Mel. I mean she's hot, but I doubt she has that kind of stamina."

"Well, we'll probably sleep and eat at some point." Kuon said. "Speaking of I need to go eat some dinner before my friend here yells at me. She's a health nut."

"Oh, one of those. I have those friends. Always going on about proper meals and drinking water instead of soda. Water tastes like nothing, and healthy options taste like sadness." Kevin said as Kuon got into his rental car.

"Bye." Kuon said and Kevin waved to him.

"Three days of sex. Wow." Kevin said to himself in disbelief. "I gotta find me a girlfriend."

In the car Kuon turned the video back on to see Kyoko's bright red face.

"Did you just tell a stranger that I'm giving you birthday sex?" she asked.

"Kevin isn't a stranger. He's, my co-star." Kuon said with a shrug.

"Kuon?"

"Yes, love?"

"Are you driving?" she asked in her sweetest voice.

"Yes, I'm heading back to my apartment. Why?" he asked suspiciously.

"No reason just set me in the passenger seat please." She said and he smirked. He was in for a punishment.

"As my lady commands." He said and he buckled his phone into the passenger seat. "Comfy?"

"Very." Her voice turned sultry, and he could see that she had brought the laptop up to her bed with her sitting in front of it.

Her legs were spread wide, and her blouse was undone but held closed. He could just barely make out the pink lace of her bra.

"Focus on driving Kuon. If you get into an accident, I'll never forgive you."

"I won't get into an accident. I have too much to look forward to. Open your shirt." He tried to tell her, but she shook her head. He breathed in deeply before relinquishing control. "As my lady commands."

He sat back in his seat and buckled his seatbelt.

"I'm not your lady, I'm your princess." She said and his smile broadened.

"Yes, your majesty. Sorry."

"I'm taking my shirt off now." She had to push down her nerves and force her voice to sound calm. "I'm wearing the navy-blue bra with the pink lace. The one you like so much with the matching cheeky style panties. Oh, but the panties are still hidden beneath my flower shorts. You bought me these remember. The material is so thin they're see-through and I can only wear them to lounge at home. And I have on those thigh high socks you like, pervert. I'm in my bed at Moko-san's place but I wish I was at home in our bed with you."

Kuon smiled at the nervously stiff way she was seducing him. She was rambling about the setup of the room and the position of her laptop. She was so cute.

"Kyoko?"

"Yes?"

"You're wearing too many clothes still. Could this humble servant ask that my lady remove her socks?" he asked wanting to help her along.

"Right." She said then went quiet as her nerves got the better of her.

"Maybe you could slowly take off the right sock. Slip the tips of your fingers just under the top and slide them down slowly. Caress those gorgeous smooth legs all the way down to your pretty manicured toes."

Mesmerized by his voice she did just that and repeated his words to him telling him as she slid her hands down over her knee. She pushed the sock off and breathed to him that her toenails were painted green then she danced her fingers back up over her shin, to her knee, then up to her thigh.

"My right leg has a little bruise on it just above the knee. Don't you just wish you could kiss it?" She said imagining him biting his lip as he thought of kissing the bruise. "I wish you could run your lips over my thighs, and I wish my hands were yours gently guiding my socks down. You would linger around the bruise to lay gentle kisses all around it. Your large hands would tickle he back of my knee and I would squirm in your hold."

She paused listening to hear his slightly erratic breathing. It gave her a confidence boost to know that she was arousing him with just her words in a sultry voice.

"I'm taking off my shorts now. Don't you wish you could see?"

Kuon swallowed the lump in his throat and said, "Yes." His voice cracking as he struggled to keep himself calm enough to drive home.

"They're off now Kuon. Your princess is in nothing but cheeky little panties and a bra, but without you here to see me it seems a little pointless. I do so wish you could touch me Kuon."

"Where would you like me to touch you?" he asked then before she could reply he said. "Could I slip my hands under the bra? Would you let me pinch your nipples and knead your perky breasts in my palms?"
"Yes!"

Pretending her hands were his she slipped them beneath her bra and did as he said. A deep moan filled the car as she pinched her hard nipples.

"Oh, Kuon they're aching for you to touch them. They're hard little pebbles between my fingers and they hurt with a need that only you can satisfy."

"Are you pinching them?"

"Yes," She gasped, "but I can't do it like you. I need you Kuon!"

"I need you too sweetheart." He said envisioning her on the bed, legs apart with her hands squeezing her breasts. In his mind he saw the dark patch on her panties indicating she was wet, and he lick his lips recalling her taste. "You know what I really want is to feel that tight little pussy of yours coming on my hand. I want to slip my middle finger inside of you and slowly pump in and out."

"Mmm." She moaned biting her lip. She slid her right hand down and slipped it into her panties letting his words guide her.

"My thumb would rub your clit in circles. I would only need one hand, but you'll probably need to use both."

She did as he said lowering her left hand to her panties.

"Kyoko why don't you take your panties off."

It was a command not a question and that annoyed her as much as it turned her on. She was meant to be in charge and seducing him.

"Kyoko?" He questioned after a moment of silence.
"They're off." She spat and he chuckled at her annoyance.

"Then why don't I hear you moaning? You'll need to use two fingers and that still probably won't be enough. You're too used to my larger hands. Of course, you could always grab that toy I bought for you. It's nice and big," He paused hearing her panting and couldn't help licking his lips.

Kyoko buried her fingers inside herself and used her other hand to rub her clit. He was right her hands were not enough, but her suitcase was too far across the room for her liking. She couldn't stop to go get it now. She had to content herself with his voice and pretend that the fingers pumping into her vagina were his.

"Slowly Kyoko. Start slowly. I want to feel it every time your pussy spasms around my finger. I want to hear the sound we make when I pull out then sink back in. I love all your little sounds. I love it when you gasp and moan and squirm under my touch. Is your pussy weeping for me love?"

"Yes, it's messy." She gasped.

He groaned wishing he could feel her. Taste her. Smell her. He didn't want to settle for hearing her soft breathless moans. He wanted her in his arms rubbing her body against his.

"Pump your fingers faster and press down harder on your clit. I can barely hear the sound of your fingers sinking into you. Curve them forward," she let out a loud groan as she followed his command. "That's my good girl."

Kuon was panting too. He drove as carefully as he could as his cock strained against his pants. It was torture only being able to hear her as she cried out for him. He could hear the bed creak and imagined she was bucking her hips against his hand driving his finger deeper inside of her. His fingers throbbed at the memory of her soft wet flesh clamping down around them. He never thought he would miss the feeling of someone else taking pleasure from him. Her moans grew louder, and his penis twitched. He parked crookedly in the garage to his hotel and turned the car off. Her screams and sighs filled the dimly lit car, and he leaned his chair back feeling the need to free his stiff cock. She screamed his name before he even pulled down his zipper and he shuttered gasping in surprise. A flood of embarrassment and amazement filled him as he sat in stunned silence.

"Kuon?"

"Yes." He panted.

"You're being quiet." She said worried that she had been selfish.

"I um," he started then stopped embarrassed.

"You?"

"I came."

"Oh." She said tilting her head at the laptop. "Isn't that a good thing?"

"I guess. Yeah." He said shaking his head and releasing a chuckle. "I've just never come in my pants before. And I've certainly never come without being touched. It's a little embarrassing."

She bit her lip and scooted closer to the laptop. She had found something that he had never done before. She got to be his first for something.

"Haven't you had phone sex before? You were the one who set up this date."

"Well yeah because I wanted to see you. I didn't think you would want to start touching yourself for me. I never thought I could come without even masturbating. I didn't have to do anything but listen to you being horny." He said teasingly. He decided that he liked that she could get him off with just the sound of her moans.

"Don't call me horny."

"Can I look at my phone now?" He asked reaching for it but not turning it around until she whispered an apprehensive yes. "There's my perfect girl."

She fought the urge to close her legs as his eyes openly traveled all over her exposed body.

"Have you really never had phone sex before?" She asked to distract herself. He shrugged staring wistfully at her wet sex exposed for his eyes to feast on. "You're not just lying to make me happy? Didn't any of your exes ever want to?"

"I'm sure they did. Some of them may have even tried to initiate it but I never saw the point." He said meeting her eyes.

"Why not?"

"I guess I didn't miss them." He said and she smiled biting her lip. "You are so beautiful."

She blushed her smile widening.

"Then I really was your first?" She asked swooning over the thought.

"That's really important to you huh?" he asked feeling guilty though he knew she didn't mean for him to.

"No, I just feel a little special. You miss me." she said adjusting herself to lie down with her head propped on her hands. His eyes fell to her breasts now in the center of the screen.

"Of course, I miss you. I miss your smile and your smell. And I miss those perfect breasts. I want to push them together around my dick and you can lick the tip every time I push it up." he said and she looked down shyly.

"Kuon, can I see?" she asked.

"See what?" he asked in reply. Had she shut off her camera?

"Your pants. I want to see the mess you made. It's only fair since you've been ogling me." She said pointing down.

"You are so weird sometimes." He said lowering his phone and unzipping his pants. "It's not like you've never seen it when it's soft before."

She bit down hard on her lip and groaned as he showed her the mess he had made in his pants. It made her squirm just thinking about holding him in her hands. She wanted to feel the weight of him on her tongue and his length pressing at the back of her throat.

"Is it weird that I kind of want to lick your pants clean?" She asked earning a hungry growl.

"See I told you! Horny ass little brat teasing me with your soft sighs and intoxicating groans knowing damn well that I can't touch you." Kuon growled with a playful glare. "And stop biting your lip. Next time I see you I'll take it between my teeth and pull hard."

"Promise?"

He nodded and she leaned in closer to the screen.

"Then I'll spank you for teasing me." he said before glancing up at the time. "Don't you have to get back to work soon?"

She pouted. "Yes. I have to do another interview with that fake boyfriend of mine. He's still mad about the movie the other night."

"You could gently remind him that your real boyfriend would gladly break every bone in his body if he can't behave." He said playfully though he was completely serious about beating Shotaro up.

She chuckled, "Goodnight Kuon. Try not to stay up all night watching the recording."

"You knew I've been recording our call?" he asked not feeling the least bit guilty.

"I know you're a pervert who likes watching videos of me." she said, and he shrugged. "No shame at all?"

"Why would I be ashamed? My wife is hot, and I miss her very much." he said enjoying the lovely flush of her skin.

"Soon Hizuri, very soon you'll have your wife in your arms again. I promise you can do whatever you want to me then."

"You know what I want? I want that pretty mouth of yours to,"

"What? Wrap around your penis?" she asked looking down embarrassed.

"No, well yes, but first right here." He said pointing to his neck. "I want you to suck long and hard and maybe even bite down. I want a large love mark for all the world to see."

"You mean for Melissa to see?" she asked teasingly.

"Her too but also everyone else." He said.

"I'll do that then. Goodnight Corn."

"Have a nice rest of your day my love." Kuon said before they ended the call.

He heaved a sigh and shook his head down at his ruined pants. Zipping himself back in he exited the car and made his way to his private elevator to go to his penthouse suit. He couldn't wait until his birthday. Then he would have her in his arms again. He could stare into her eyes and bury his face in her hair. Until then he would have to make do with his recordings of her and the nightgown she had loaned him.

He walked down the chilled private hallway leading to his private suit of rooms. It was a spacious set of rooms with all the luxuries his money could buy. Not that he cared for any of them beyond the security of being the only one with access to the elevator. The perks of being a Hizuri or rather being friends with Kouki who owned the apartment building.

Entering his room, he started to undress neatly folding his clothes and setting them in the hamper. He padded over to his bed and plopped down setting his phone on the nightstand propped up so he could see Kyoko's image on the screen. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and breath in her scent. He glared at the sheep pillow carefully packaged in three Ziplock bags and set on his makeshift Kyoko alter. Melissa had defiled his poor sheep and sprayed it with her gaudy perfume. Once Kyoko was with him, she would fix it. He shook his head and looked own at himself noting that he should shower quickly before eating

"I can't believe I did that. Like a damned inexperienced teenager." He said eyes flicking back to the screen.

There she was his goddess seducing him with her golden-brown eyes. He felt his cock twitch to life again and reached for the play button. There was no point in not watching a perfectly good video.

"I'm taking off my shorts now. Don't you wish you could see?" she had asked, and he was so happy that he had recorded.

Inch by inch her flesh was revealed to his lustful gaze. His Kyoko blushed furiously but she wasn't quite as shy as she had once been. He smiled at this. She was growing comfortable in her own skin. It made him proud to think that he had helped her become more confident. This more daring Kyoko was his and while part of him mourned her erratic outbursts of shyness a much bigger part of him was excited and intrigued by her willingness to explore and experiment with him. He spit in his hand as he watched her pinch her nipples and his hand gripped his stiff member.

"Oh, Kuon they're aching for you to touch them. They're hard little pebbles between my fingers and they hurt with a need that only you can satisfy."

"Are you pinching them?"

"Yes, but I can't do it like you. I need you Kuon!"

"Mmmm." He groaned with her as he watched her follow his words as he told her what he wanted to do to her.

He smeared his precum up and down his shaft imagining her hands in place of his. What he wouldn't give for her warm mouth, for that wicked tongue of hers to wrap around his cock. He saw her fingers sink deep inside herself and he imagine it was his pulsing cock plunging into her. She was moaning and as she groped her breasts and bucked her hips for the camera. The knowledge that she had known he was recording her only added to his satisfaction. She was performing just for him. It was his name sweetly uttered by her lips. He knew she was imagining his hands touching her body. He panted her name as his hand moved more erratically up and down his shaft. He closed his eyes and listened to her deep moans dreaming up that she was on top of him gently rocking her hips.

Sometimes she liked it gentle. She liked to take him in inch by inch and feel every ridge of his penis as it filled her. What her voice was begging for however was for him to fuck her. He knew those moans and what they meant. She wanted the kind of sex that made his balls slap against her. The kind of fucking that caused their lungs to burn and every muscle to tense up as she came multiple times while he rammed himself inside of her dripping cunt. His mouth went dry and his penis twitched in his hand as the image in his mind melted into one of him pounding into her. She clutched a pillow burying her face into it. Her back arched as she pressed her ass back to meet his thrusts. Every time he slid back into her, he could see her asshole twitch and constrict invitingly. Her voice in the video came out harsh and raspy as she came screaming for him. His cum spurt all over his hand and belly.

He heaved a sigh not feeling nearly as satisfied as he used to. It just wasn't as fun if she wasn't experiencing it with him but it would have to suffice for now. Sluggishly he rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom where he would clean himself up. He wasn't particularly hungry but he supposed he would need to eat or she would get mad.

The next morning he sent a text to Kyoko telling her how much he loved and missed her. He admitted to masturbating to her video twice before bed then waking up in the middle of the night to watch a different video. Sometimes she would get his texts and send him a selfie reaction of herself blushing. He looked forward to seeing her cutely flushed cheeks.

Once on set he headed straight to craft services to pick at the fruit. Kyoko would approve of fruit for breakfast, right?

"Kevin says your ball and chain is coming to visit you for your birthday." Melissa said sauntering over to him.

"If you're referring to my girlfriend then yes, she is coming to see me." Kuon said in reply before he began walking away with his plate of fruit.

She followed him trying to grab a hold of his arm.

"I was thinking that before she comes you and I should, wah!" she gasped as he yanked the arm she had caught away.

"Melissa-san I have already asked you not to touch me. Please honor that request." He said. He never thought he would miss his Japanese co-workers who were obsessed with him. At least they knew not to touch him. Well except Manaka but she had learned her lesson and so would Melissa.

"I'm sorry I forgot about the Japanese thing." Melissa said and he rolled his eyes.

"Actually, it's a dignity thing." He said causing her to scrunch her brows in confusion. "As in I prefer people who have some. People with dignity don't chase people who are clearly not interested." He explained and Melissa pouted. "See you're still trying to be cute and failing oh so miserably." It was maybe too mean for Tsuruga Ren to say that, but he had had it with her. She needed to learn about personal space and boundaries.

"Your girlfriend really does have you on a short leash." She said snidely. "Too bad because I was ready to show you a good time. Those shy girls back in your country can't compare to our adventurous spirit over here."

Kuon felt an odd sense of déjà vu. Had one of his exes said something about her adventurous spirit once? Right before she offered to bring a friend over to his house.

"I have this girlfriend with a killer bod…"

"Shh." Kuon shushed holding up a hand.

Taken aback Melissa gave him an incredulous look as he turned on his heel and walked away. In the past she had never had to try this hard to get a guy. What was his problem?

Kevin walked over with a stagehand both snickering. Kuon took a seat preparing himself for more socializing. He missed being left alone. Where was Yashiro when he needed him? Or Setsu? Setsuka would be more than welcome at the moment. She could perch herself on his lap and glare menacingly at all the people trying to be his friend.

"Dude what did you say to Mel? She's still just standing over there open-mouthed and confused." Kevin said spinning a chair around to sit on it backwards. "This is Trevor by the way." He pointed to the stagehand who waved shyly. "If you need anything Trev is the man. He sneaks me powdered donuts which my personal trainer forbade me from eating. I think you've noticed that craft services never bring anything good to eat. If you want a burger or cheesecake Trev will sneak it in for you. Just don't tell anyone else. I'm only telling you because we're pals."

"Nice to meet you Trevor-san." Kuon greeted not seeing a need to know the illicit snack guy but wanting to be nice.

"Don't ask for drugs though. Trever won't even bring me cigarettes." Kevin griped.

"It's a filthy habit." Trevor said in a weak voice.

Kuon suspected it wouldn't be difficult for someone to bully the poor guy into smuggling in drugs. He imagined him smuggling in Setsuka and smirked. That would never be necessary though as he would be off the three days Kyoko was in town.

A/N: I really don't like OC's but I needed Kuon to interact with people in the US so he gets generic annoying people. I know this wasn't very plot heavy but I needed a break from Fuwa.