A/N: Strong explicit Lemons from this point on. Enjoy
Chapter 11 – Day 1
They walked back to the house, hand in hand, when they could. Every time they had to separate due to some obstacle they would quickly find a way to join hands again. It was time for dinner, and the kitchen was stocked with all types of foods. Kyoko quickly made dinner for them, and they watched the sunset. With their new found confession, questions were asked, and Kuon spoke about his troubled past. It took most of the evening and into the night when he felt like he told her everything. Kyoko was quiet most of the time which made Kuon fearful, but she never let go of his hand.
"It's in the past," she said with resolution, "I want to leave our unhappy memories there, yours and mine. I only want to look at the present here with you and the future. If our past comes to haunt us, we will take it on together." She looked up into his eyes as she spoke, slowly easing the look of angst in them. He softly smiled and kissed her again. After another hour or so of talking, they retreated to their rooms for the night.
The next morning was full of quiet embarrassments, eagerness and hope. For poor Kyoko, who finally found someone who loved her in return, she was plagued with other thoughts as well. Yes, she did have some interesting thoughts of Sho when she thought they were in love, but this was different. Sho was attractive but those fantasies were always lacking imagination. Now standing in the kitchen with Ren's eyes on her as she cooked or as they sat down and ate, even as they simply sat together in silence she couldn't help but think those kind of thoughts.
It didn't help matters when he walked out of his room, fresh from a shower with his shirt still open. His chest, pale and strong, peeking from the dark fabric of his clothes, Ren was towel drying his hair which caused the muscles in his pecks to flex slightly. She found herself staring when the shirt moved as he walked over to the table where she set down breakfast. Her eyes slid down to his flat abs showing the barest hint of muscle coiling underneath. She found his belly button and noticed small pale hairs running down below it to only disappear into his jeans. Kuon hung the towel around his neck, and the show ended as he started to button up his shirt. Kyoko blushed and continued to set the table up. She could smell him as he came closer and sat down. He smelled wonderful, and she remembered when she woke up in his bed surrounded by his scent.
"Good morning, Kyoko. Did you sleep well?" He asked taking a sip of his coffee made with the fancy coffee machine she took an hour trying to figure out this morning. Even with all of the revelations last night, she was exhausted and fell asleep rather quickly.
"Yes, I did. The room is beautiful and was very comfortable. Did you sleep well?" Kuon nodded, but he got less sleep than she did. He couldn't believe everything that happened yesterday, and the fact that she was still right there beside him was mind blowing. He had to keep telling himself that it was real. He did eventually fall asleep but didn't really notice when, but he felt like he slept a full eight hours. He awoke bright eyed and eager to face the day with Kyoko. His Kyoko, who knew everything!
The food was delicious; it was made up of rice, miso soup and salty tamagoyaki, all small proportions to accommodate his appetite. A knock was heard at the door, and Kuon stood to answer it.
"Good morning, Ren," Yashiro answered brightly and walked in. He whistled at the inside of the home but didn't look around. He simply walked over and sat down at the table.
"Good morning, Yashiro-san. Would you like some breakfast?" Kyoko stood up ready to serve him something to eat, but he shook his head.
"I already ate, thank you, Kyoko-chan, but the coffee smells wonderful, is there any left?" Yashiro asked hopeful. Kyoko nodded and went to grab some for him. Ren sat down, back to his usual persona and continued to eat.
"How did it go last night?" Yashiro whispered to him. Ren looked at him blankly and smiled a small smile.
"Fine," he replied but didn't offer another word. No doubt his manager was hoping for a detailed play by play of what happened between them but he wasn't going to say what happened. If he was waiting for this to happen for longer than Kuon was; Ren was going to let him think everything was still the same until Yashiro figured it out.
"Humph," Yashiro sighed. Even living alone with her nothing happens. He should have known better. Kyoko returned with his coffee with a tray of cream and sugar. Ren was the only one who took his coffee black.
"Thank you Kyoko-chan." He took a sip as he pulled out his planner. "We have our first meeting at 9am where most everyone was staying. Today's shoot will be mostly Ren's. Kyo's team will be arriving at the area and setting up the force that will be trying to find Oonishi. There will be a lot of relocating in this so be prepared to travel to various areas. This will also be our only daylight shots. The rest of the filming this week will happen at night," Yashiro explained as they ate.
They finished their breakfast and located the garage for a car. There were three different types. Ren decided to take the Jeep, something more fitting to the area around them than any sedan they would have normally gotten, and it was the least flashy. It was a standard green, fully loaded with a soft top.
They arrived at the lodging with plenty of time. The "hotel" was actually numerous small cabins spread over a large area and a main building which had their main lodge, restaurant, equipment rentals, gift shops and other things a tourist may need, even guides for hire. The cast of Embrace No Evil all united at one of the conference centers they provided. Director Nakamura stood at the front and started at 9am sharp.
"Today will be the about entire police force out setting up for the catch. Everyone will be roaming the rave area to look for potential locations for the kill. This means small caves, thick brushed areas anything with some sort of cover. This will be the biggest rave we have film since it is based outdoors instead of the confines of a building. We will be shooting at the rave area to execute the stake out. Once we finish that shoot, we will start the setup for the rave," Nakamura told everyone and detailed more information about the scheduled.
The meeting was dismissed quickly, and they all left to the shooting location. Kyoko hung on to dear life as she bounced up and down in the cab of the jeep as Ren tried to ease over a very rocky road. They arrived at a large open area that bled into the woods where everything would take place. Camera, props and sound equipment were all being carted down a wide hiking path.
"Looks like we have to walk the rest of the way," Ren said casually. They walked about a two kilometers until they found their group. It was easy to find as everyone was everywhere pinning cameras and mikes up high in trees and setting up props and other things needed for the shoot. In the middle of a group of trees was a shack. There the crew was setting up major generators for the equipment as well as drinks and snacks for the everyone. It was also going to double as the main point of the party where the DJ would be at. There were several tents setup up at the side that were meant for their dressing room. Director Nakamura walked over to their little group looking at Ren,
"Tsuruga-san, go get dressed and get your make up done over in number 2." He looked down to Kyoko and continued, "I'm sorry Kyoko-san you won't be needed till hopefully tonight, but you will be in number 3 if we get to that point." Kyoko shook her head not minding. It's been awhile since she sat on the side lines and watched Ren acted. Ren walked down to Tent 2 and slipped inside while she stood with Yashiro.
Ren emerged in hikers gear. He wore a dull blue short sleeved shirt that hugged his chest and shoulders like a lover would. It was un-tucked over light grey cargo shorts that fell slightly above his knee with brown mid-height hiking boots and dark thick socks. The only time she saw him in shorts was when he was ten, and he had grown so very much in those last twelve years. He walked over to the rest of his police team, which were all dressed in hiker's gear. Others had pants but mostly shorts and none had a shirt that was tight as his. They were to look like hikers if the ravers came too early to start setting up. Kyoko sat by the tents where most of the on-lookers of the film hung around when they started filming.
Satome stood with his team gathered around him next to the shack.
"Here is where everything is going to take place. We need to scout the area for any potential locations she could take her next victim. Look for anything with a decent amount of cover; she always takes them in practically invisible areas. There is where the DJ and most of the illegal substances will be located so the rave will be gathered all around it." Satome paused and looked at his men for a moment.
"I've told you before we are not here for a drug bust; we are here to catch the killer. We still don't know what she looks like so everyone is to direct their men to follow ANYONE being led out of the party for any reason."
Satome raised his arm and with two fingers up he waved twice. "Do this when you find someone to follow. Abe will be on the stage taking note. Now there as been no evidence of sexual intercourse therefore it is safe to assume that the killer kills before they actually perform. So if you follow a couple, you come back once they start going at it. Got that, Kobayashi?" Satome glared at a certain man through the crowd. Everyone chuckled as the young officer just grinned but nodded.
"Report back if you find her. Everyone will drop position and back you up. Got that?" Everyone nodded and then broke up to explore the area.
They filmed them all talking and then breaking up to search the area. They started to film them one at a time walking around and noting different locations. Everything went smoothing as Ren was the only one with lines at the moment. It took a couple of hours as they wanted to shoot the scene in different angles.
Kyoko wasn't paying much attention to anything but the tallest figure in the group. She knows every technical detail of his body except for one but never really appreciated it until recently. Since he was the lead detective on the case, everything about him demanded attention even in civvies wear. All eyes were on his face, except her which kept wondering down his frame. The shirt moved across his skin like she wished she could, every movement caused the material to give way to his muscular frame. Once he started walking around she watched the muscle in his calf flexed as they worked to move him up and down the rough terrain. His thighs filled the shorts with no effort as he climbed on and off larger rocks. Once he crouched down with his back towards her, she flushed at the way the shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, and the shorts curved around his ass. Yashiro must have noticed Kyoko in a daze then heat up, because he came over with a cold bottle of water.
"You look like you need it," Yashiro, himself, was sweating in the heat of the woods. Kyoko wore a very breezy skirt and sleeveless blouse that breathed very well. She didn't really think it was particularly hot earlier but now, she did feel a warmth that had nothing to do with the weather. She mumbled a thank you and took a drink of the cold water.
Ren was finally done with his parts and walked over towards them. She tried not to look at him and his sweat kissed skin. Yashiro offered him another bottle of water as he got close enough.
"Thank you. What do you think?" He asked her. He leaned on a tree and took a long drink from the bottle looking out to the crew filling his partners' exploration.
"It was wonderful," Kyoko replied in awe.
"As always," Yashiro added, and Ren gave him a sarcastic look. Kyoko laughed a little at their teasing. They acted very much like brothers, and it always gave her a warm feeling when she saw them acting playful with each other.
They called for a lunch break and everyone gathered for their bentos. Kyoko and Yashiro returned where Ren set up an area to eat at. They didn't design any type of table setting since it would be too difficult to haul up and down when it wasn't needed. Kyoko opened her mouth with a look on her face that Ren knew very well, so he interrupted before she could speak, "Yes, yes. I'm going to eat it all."
Kyoko smiled at him in satisfaction causing Yashiro to chuckle softly. They spoke about the area, and the scenes to come. Everything was going well, and they were convinced that they would be able to do the chase scene tonight. What they didn't see happening was Ishida-san, the actor who played Satome's partner, Abe, fumbling his lines so much.
"Cut!" The director said for the umpteenth time. If it wasn't his line then it was his emotions. He had lost his son to the killer, and he had to display a controlled anger. Satome was supposed to be his emotional support, so Abe could continue in the case, but he was either too angry and fumbled his line or not angry enough. They were losing the light needed for the scene, and the scene was called to start up again tomorrow.
Director Nakamura spoke to the crew as the day ended, "We aren't going to set up for the chase scene since it will require some heavy changes to the area. Tomorrow while we finish up this last scene, we will be parking the cars and setting up the DJ booth along with the rave lights. Once it gets dark, the extras will be here to film the rave. Be ready for the scenes, because it will take all night if we have to," he threatened and released everyone.
They closed off the area and put things in relatively safe places while the actors undressed and put their normal clothes back on. They made the hike back to their Jeep and entered back to town.
"Shall we go to dinner?" Ren asked as it was around 5:30pm. Kyoko looked at him in shock. REN? was offering them food? Both Yashiro and Kyoko looked at him funny.
"What?" Ren asked confused as to why they were staring at him like an alien.
"Nothing," Yashiro quickly looked away as Kyoko spoke, "Yes!" Ren shook his head and pulled into the lodging they had their earlier meeting in. They headed to the family like restaurant and grabbed the farthest table possible which ended being a booth. Kyoko was about to sit facing the crowd when Yashiro interjected.
"You are getting recognized just as Ren is. You need sit away from the crowd more Kyoko-chan," he lectured her seriously.
"No one cares about me like they do him," Kyoko said with a frown, but Yashiro didn't let it go.
"Oh really?" He said sarcastically. "What happened last week, hmm? You had at least ten people come up to you on the street and more people are going to the restaurant you live at simply to see you. If someone were to notice you and come over, don't you think that Ren's cover would also be revealed? Then we would have to leave in a mad rush." Ren already sat down and tried not to laugh. Kyoko sighed and nodded in defeat. She took her seat next to Ren, and Yashiro sat opposite them.
Kyoko couldn't decided if she was feeling wonderful or terribly uncomfortable sitting next to Ren. He was so large compared to her tiny frame. He took up most of the bench, while her body took up a quarter of it, yet they fit so well together - a perfect fit. Feeling the heat coming from his body sitting so very close to hers was going to drive her up the wall. She could smell the day on him, from the sun that baked his skin, the sweat he accumulated from the day, and the natural scent that eluded from him. It was heady and made her want to rub against him like a cat.
Meanwhile, Ren wanted nothing more than to put his arm around her and bring her closer. The bench was more then adequate for the two of them to never touch, but he wanted to touch her. He fought the itch to grab her and cuddle like two stupid love sick fools, which he definitely was.
The dinner was spent mostly with Yashiro talking, and Kyoko and Ren fighting not to be completely obvious in their desire to touch each other. Given that Yashiro would scream like one of Ren's fans if he found out, they figured they did ok in deceiving him.
"Where should I drive you, Yashiro?" Ren asked as they left the restaurant.
"It's ok. My sister is picking me up here at seven after her kid's football practice. I'll see you two tomorrow again at ten this time," Yashiro said his goodbyes, and they left him at the lodge.
They arrived back at the house a little before seven. They both entered the silent and dark house stealing glances at each other as they slipped off their shoes. Kyoko stepped up from the tataki to walk to the couch, but she was pulled back into his arms.
She felt his steady warmth wrap around her and his lips press against hers. He was still in the tataki with his shoes off so kissing was easier. His lips were soft and warm as she merged with his. Her fingertips ran up his chest, tentatively touching him as if she would get burned or pushed away. Soon her hands pressed fully against his chest, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as she tilted her head and parted her lips. Kuon groaned softly into her mouth as she opened up to him. He hugged her tightly against him as he tentatively teased her tongue with his.
Kyoko was more familiar with kissing since she was forced to partake and learn. She opened her mouth and gave him a quick lick in response. Kuon's courage tripled and he swept inside of her, seeking out more of her sweet taste. His hands gripped her blouse tightly as he caressed her tongue with his. Her fingers ran through his hair, and her tongue seductively stroking his. He pulled back and she whined at the lost of his lips.
"We need to stop or I won't stop," Kuon warned her with a throaty voice. Ren was no longer with them. The face that often froze her in place replaced him and was looking down at her like she was something to eat. She stood up on her tippy toes and placed a feather light touch to his lips.
"Would that be a bad thing?" She voice was thick and matched the look in her eyes. Her lips were beautifully swollen from his attentions.
"You don't know what you are saying. I want you, Kyoko, almost uncontrollably," Kuon confessed almost desperately. Her fingers were playing with his hair, feeling the silky tresses, causing him to move his head against her in bliss. She kissed his chin.
"I know what I'm saying, Kuon," she kissed him again where his pulse was beating wildly. "You want me as a man does a woman," she whispered against his skin and kissed his adam's apple very lightly causing a sigh to escaped his lips, "just as I want you," she finished with her eyes looking into his sinfully.
Kuon had enough. He captured her lips with a hungry urgency and lifted her in his arms. Not a second later, she was on his bed, and he pulled away slightly. He pulled his shirt over his head revealing a smooth lean chest. He climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately. His hands wondered over her clothes until he found the softness of her waist. She gasped as his warm hand found her skin for the first time. His heart was beating as he pulled away again.
"Are you sure, Kyoko?" His eyes were pleading and desperate with his hand slightly inside of her blouse resting on the curve of her waist. Kyoko nodded and moved to slip her shirt off while he watched. Her skin was so pale and perfect underneath him. Kuon stopped his questioning. He bent down and started kissing her neck. Her breath escaped her lungs as she felt his lips on her skin, his left hand roaming along the side of her body, the other under her head. She ran her hands down his chest, feeling the hard muscle underneath his soft skin. He groaned against her neck when her fingertips found his small dark nipple. He nibbled the crook of her neck, and she gasped.
"I love the way you taste," Kuon whispered as he licked her collar bone and nibbled lightly. He slid his hand up from her waist and found her covered breast. His thumb lightly ran over a hard bud making her whimper and arch her back towards his hand.
"I love the way you sound." His hand moved past her breast and up to her shoulder, he pulled the strap down with his lips followed his actions kissing and licking her flesh. She pulled her arm back out of the strap where he pulled the bra cup down revealing a small light brown nipple. Goosebumps decorated her sensitive flesh as he looked down at her and timidly ran his palm over the hardened nub. His mouth quickly replaced his fingers, pinching her nipple between his lips making her cry out loudly.
His hand moved behind her as Kyoko curved her back against him forcing more of her breast into his mouth. He unsnapped the bra and slid his hand across her skin, moving it out of the way. He shifted himself down her body, removing his right arm from under her head. He freed her arm from her undergarment and tossed it somewhere in the room. His hands gently squeezed her breasts as his mouth sucked and licked her nipples driving her mad with desire. Her breath came out in a rush then held still as he moved from one perk tip to the other. She never thought herself particularly sensitive but found out otherwise.
Her hands tangled in his hair as Kuon teased her creamy flesh. His mouth moved back up to her lips, swallowing the sounds erupting from her mouth. He moved his right hand down over her waist and found the zipper of her skirt. He unzipped it and slipped his arm around her back. He pulled away from the kiss and off of her to lie on his side. He used his right arm to lift her off the bed as his left hand to pull the skirt away. Kyoko was left in only her white cotton panties.
He set her down on the bed again, his left hand glided down her satin-smooth thigh as he fed from the sweetness of her mouth. He slipped his leg over her thigh to settle between them, and she found he was still wearing his jeans. He moved her thigh over his, his hand caressing her heated skin. She moved her hands down from his shoulders, again grazing his nipples and over his abs to her goal of his waist band. Her fingers made their way slightly inside and slid to the middle where she remembered the faint hairs trailing below his belly button.
Kuon felt her try and unbuckle the belt at his waist, his arousal twitched every time her hand brushed it. She couldn't reach low enough to finish what she wanted to but her fingers drove him insane as she played at his waist. He growled at her when she brushed her knuckles against the head of his length and pulled away. He sat up and swiftly removed his pants and underwear and lay back down next to her completely bare. Kyoko looked down at him for the first time filling in the last detail of his body. He was long and hard, deep dark red nestled in a patch of dark, dark blonde curls. She smiled.
"So your hair is dyed," she said unexpectedly. Kuon looked at her confused, and she picked up her hand to emphasis his black locks on his head. "I was wondering what happened to the blonde from my past." He smiled at her and twisted a lock of her orange hair between his fingers.
"I could ask the same question to my raven haired girl," Kuon countered making Kyoko laugh. He kissed her sensually. His fingers traced her jaw as they explored each other again. He slid his right arm around her again as he moved his left down her body. His hand delaying at her breast pinching her nipple lightly, and she whimpered into his mouth.
She tried to turn and press her body against his, but he kept her on her back as his hand moved to her panties. He slipped his hand under them and slipped them off her hips. Eager to help, she lifted her hips and helped kick them off. His hand glided over her right knee, up her outer thigh and to her hip. Kyoko bent her knee, lifting her leg to encourage his hand further. He ran his hand back down her thigh and stopped at her knee and then moved his body away from hers. She wanted to protest and follow, but he started to slide his hand down her inner thigh causing her to spread her legs open. She flushed a dark red as he looked down at her. She squirmed uncomfortably but did nothing to stop him.
He rested his hand on the inside of her left thigh right before her black curls. Kyoko shifted her hips under him eager to feel the touch of his hand in her folds. Instead of fulfilling her desire, he leaned over and kissed her lips. She felt him smile against her lips as she whimpered. He's teasing me! Kyoko said angrily in her head and bit him.
"Ow!" He pulled back with his left hand at her thigh going to his lower lip, laughter glittering in his eyes as he said astonished, "I can't believe you did that."
"You are such a tease!" she crossed her arms over her chest and closed her legs.
"You've been teasing me for the past two years!" he cried. She blushed which he found would in fact cover most of her body.
"Not intentionally," Kyoko pouted making him laugh. He looked down at her and found her completely covered up, her legs crossed like her arms and had to fix it. He pulled her arms apart, dived down and kissed her breasts up to her lips as he moved his hand back down between her legs. She laughed as he forced her legs apart but stopped abruptly when his fingers found her wet folds. She yelped at the feeling he was causing. She very rarely played with herself, so his fingers felt foreign and almost ticklish. He moved slowly circling her clit and sliding down her center, spreading her wetness all over her and his fingers. She could feel his sex tickling the side of her thigh as Kuon worked hers. She wanted to press herself against him, to make him feel what she was feeling, but he wouldn't allow her to move from side to side, the angle would be wrong for his hand but it did allow her hand to lightly caress the tip of his shaft. She felt a smudge of wetness on her fingers as she caressed what she could. His hips jerked against her hand and his stopped his kisses.
"Don't, please," Kuon begged softly, "I'm fighting so hard to take things slow." She gotten use to the way his fingers felt moving around her clit, but then he suddenly ran them over it. Kyoko buckled, and her hand left his erection and onto his arm pleasing her. He ran his finger over the sensitive nub again and a tingling warmth rushed over her body. He watched her as he rubbed and teased her clit, her eyes closed and head thrown back over his forearm, her breast moving slightly as air rushed in and out of her mouth. Her lips were wet and red from his kisses, all of her asking for his lip to come and visit once again. Her right hand found his as she moved beside him, and she entwined her fingers with his as he slipped a finger inside of her.
Kyoko cried out passionately as her back lifted off the bed. He slowly moved his finger in and out of her, another sensation she has to get use to. He felt her relax again as he pulled out and rubbed her clit then slip inside of her again. She was withering next to him as he slid in and out of her delicate softness easily. He pushed forward, slipping two fingers inside of her making she moaned loudly against his bicep, her hand griping his harder. This time Kuon didn't move out, he slowly made circles with his fingers inside of her, rubbing her inner walls, his fingers were soaked with her juices and the smell of her sex filled the air, and she was cried out loudly when he found her g-spot. He rubbed gently working the patch of nerves until she grinded her hips against his hand. He pushed farther and massaged harder against her until he felt her shudder uncontrollably against him, the sounds of her coming filling his ears for the first time.
Kuon removed his hand and moved to the head of the bed. She sat up and watched him sit with his legs stretched out and slouching so his shoulders would lean against the top of the headboard.
"Come here," he ordered. Kyoko got to her hand and knees and crawled over, her head warm and fuzzy. She felt cold from the sweat of her body and wanted him near her again. He put his hand out as she approached, and she took it. He pulled her over and pressed her body against the side of his as he kissed her. She wrapped her hands around his neck as his hands ran down her body, hot against her damp chilled skin.
"Sit on top of me, straddle me," he told her. She looked at him confused and worried. I'm going to be on top?
"Are you supposed to be on top?" Kyoko voiced her concern making him smile at her.
"I can if you prefer, but this will feel better for you. You can control what happens and when to stop," he informed her as he caressed her cheek. "I will help you, there is no need to rush." She nodded, placing her hands on his chest for support and straddled his thighs. He took her hips and moved her closer her him, pressing her damp curls against his hot hard shaft. Her nails dug into his flesh as she felt him press against her slick center. He held on to her hips and lightly picked her up. He moved his legs beneath her to sit cross-legged, making her rise up further against his shaft.
He groaned as she slid her wet sex across his straining flesh. Her eyes glittered as she heard another sound, a different sound, coming from him. She moved her hips against him rubbing her heated wet flesh slightly up and down his length. His fingers dug into her hips and willed her to stop. His breath came out harsh and uneven. Oh, Kyoko liked this. This was fun.
She leaned over and kissed his neck. She realized that he had position her to be able to reach any part of him. She smiled and nibbled down his neck and onto his shoulder. She sucked at the skin and tasted the salty sweetness of his salty skin. His hands moved from her waist and cupped her butt, and then moved down her thighs and up to her breast. She had free reign of his body like he had hers a few moments ago. She felt herself think of what to do and paused suddenly feeling overwhelmed with options.
"What's wrong?" His voice was heavy and thick.
"I don't know what to do," Kyoko admitted softly. He smiled at her.
"Could have fooled me," he said with a smile. He took her hands and ran it over his skin, "Don't think. Do whatever you want. I promise I won't stop you."
She sucked in her lip and whispered worriedly, "What if I hurt you?" He chuckled lightly.
"I don't think that is possible, but if you do I'll say so and you'll stop. Exactly like you would have, right?" He asked rhetorically, but she nodded and kissed him. His lips and tongue were so intoxicating. Kyoko knew she wanted to hear those sounds from earlier again, so she moved her hips against him again, and he moaned into her mouth. Her hand moved down the hard smoothness of his chest and abs and found his length and wrapped around it. It was so hard yet so soft. She ran her hand down the length, her wetness helping her slide over it easily, and he shuddered against her. She pulled back from his lips and whispered, "I want you, please."
Kuon nodded in understanding and placed his hand back on her hips. He lifted her slightly, and she released him and moved her weight to her knees lifting herself off of him. She watched as he took himself moved him up between her legs.
"Move down as slowly as you like. Start off slow and move as you are ready," Kuon instructed in a strained voice. She sucked in her lower lip again and sunk down till she felt his head touch her opening. Kyoko paused and looked into his eyes. He moved his hand and started to rub up and down her slit with his tip making her moan. Her hands braced herself on his shoulders, and she let him tease her. She moved down again, and he stopped and removed his hand. She felt the tip of his arousal at her entrance. His hand moved to her thigh as the other stayed at her hip. She opened her eyes and saw love staring back at her. She lowered her hips further, and his eyes closed has she felt him slip inside of her. Her thighs stretched awkwardly, and she tried to shift them closer to his hips for a more comfortable position. He took her hips, took her weight while she readjusted. He let go, and she had more control. Only his head was inside, and he was already sweating. She could feel his hand tightly holding on to her, the strength of his fingers dimpling her flesh but never enough to hurt her. Kuon was so controlled that she wanted to rush, to please him instead of tease him; however, she was frightened. Kyoko moved down so slowly allowing herself to get use to the feel of him sliding inside of her. Kuon groaned the deeper he got, and he could feel her getting tighter. She was very close to her virginity. His hand came up and touched her cheek, bring her attention to him.
"This is the last time I'm going to hurt you," he whispered gently to her. Kyoko smiled and nodded as she pushed herself down and felt a quick sharp pain from within causing her to tense up.
"Relax," he whispered as he wiped away a tear. She sat there for a moment and concentrated on her breathing. She relaxed with him inside of her, and the pain wasn't there. It didn't last as long as she had heard. She thought it lasted throughout the whole experience. She opened her eyes and looked at his smiling face.
"See, better right? Move when you want." She moved up and felt him slide out of her, every centimeter stroking her entire being. She quivered as she felt him slide slowly back inside of her. She found herself wanting more and moved quicker. She moved up his shaft until only the tip was inside her then shove him back inside of her.
His hands were digging at her hips. She could feel the strength in them trying not to take control. She wanted him to take control though. She wanted to learn everything it took to please him. She stopped, and Kuon opened his eyes. Lust and desperation laced his face.
"Help me move," she stated and placed her hands over his. His eyes grew darker and he grabbed her hips and roughly rocked himself into her. She cried out loud throwing her head back at the sudden rush of pleasure rumbling through her.
"Did I hurt you?" He asked worry filling his voice. She shook her head violently.
"No, please keep going." She rocked her hips again, and he didn't ask another question. He took her hips and moved her body for her. He rocked her hips and increased their speed, making him hit spots she never knew existed. She cried out sounds of pleasure every time he thrust inside of her. Her hands clung to his arms as he moved her. She felt her lips go numb, and her body feel heavy the more he stretched her.
Her breath quickened as did his. She felt him grip her hips harder and her movements became harder and faster. She cried out as a wave of warmth covered her body, making her feel light headed. Kuon moved her a few more times before he groaned, holding her still against him as he spilled himself within her.