Act 59

Authors Chat: so after a quick but relatively thorough read through, I have decided I am indeed cruel for not continuing the story and leaving the two at a *cough* critical point.

Will probably take a bit for me to get back in a groove, but I still have my ideas of where this story is going.

That being said... thoughts "speech" *sounds*

Disclaimer: all the usual applies. Characters etc. the work of Nakamura Yoshiki.

Ren sat down on the sofa wondering just what the hell he would say when Kyoko came out of the room. He hadn't been able to calm down at all. Kyoko scent and warmth still lingered, and what's more, he had left the room without his jeans and was now left in his boxer briefs.

He leaned back and laid his head on the back of the sofa, closing his eyes.

Shit. The memory of how she moved as Natsu and her mewls as Kyoko was just too much. He would have enough Material to last him a lifetime now. Knowing she could be doing those things any time, any night...

What's more, now he knew just what made her feel good and just exactly how it made her respond.

He was going to just have to wait till she came out and let her take the lead talking then wing it.

-.

Kyoko sat on the edge of the bed, clothes grasped to her chest. She couldn't believe she had just done that, much less, LET him teach her that.

Well, he IS my esteemed Sempai after all. She fell back against the bed and began rolling side to side frantically. Nope! No good! I can never call him 'Sempai' ever again! She could feel her cheeks burning at the thought. She could never again call him 'Sempai' without thinking of the lewd things he had just taught her.

The bed smelled like him. she inhaled deeply and it cleared her thoughts but sent her heart racing. He was waiting for her in the other room.

She froze. How could she face him? The moment was over, and she was left with embarrassment and a strong desire to put clothes on. Lots of clothes.

She got up and went into the bathroom attached to to Ren's bedroom and did what was necessary. She was shocked at how much moisture there was on her legs and had a moment to wonder if that was normal.

She stepped into his shower and turned the water on, realizing only too late that the only towel available was his. The only soap available was his. She would come out of this smelling his scent regardless of the shower. At least it would delay time till she had to face him.

She ended the shower and dressed only after she realized the hot water tank wasn't running empty, as she had committed to stay in utill then.

One of the perks of a super nice apartment I guess.

She looked around for a comb to run through her hair. As she grabbed it, her knuckles brushed a small container which fell to the floor.

I didn't realize Ren wore contacts.

She placed the container back on the shelf and steeled her resolve to face him, then stepped out of the bathroom and out the bedroom door.

-.

Ren heard a soft *thump* and looked up to find Kyoko in a face-plant dogeza across the living room.

"Thank you Sempai for that lesson!"

Ren couldn't tell if she was serious, but couldn't contain himself as he burst out in a fit of laughter.

Kyoko peeked up from the floor to see Ren doubled over on the sofa, pounding the cushion beside him in hysterics.

His laughter helped her calm down and feel herself enough to realize he was still mostly naked. She popped up and turned stiffly and left the room only to return moments later with his jeans and shirt.

Kyoko tossed his clothes onto his still-laughing and now crying form then turned her back to wait for him to dress.

-.

She's just too much!

Ren looked up with tears in his eyes as his clothes landed on him, his desires finally quelled.

He stood up and pulled his jeans on, laughs still frequently escaping his lips. Shirt in hand, he went to Kyoko and touched her shoulder to let her know she could turn. As she did, he slipped his shirt back on.

"Than isn't exactly something you need to thank me for Kyoko." He reached his arms around her and drew her to his chest then leaned his head down on hers. "You can't imagine how happy I am to be the one to teach you these things." He kissed her on the head then released her, walking toward the kitchen. "Can I help you cook? Or I f you don't want to anymore, we can order out."