What was going to happen next? That question hung heavy in the air as Kyoya and Shana stared at each other awkwardly when the dinner ended and the plates that had held their dessert were cleared. In an effort to alleviate the palpable tension in the room, Shana cleared her throat and said, "Well, that dinner was marvelous. Thanks for inviting me!" in a tone that was meant to be cheerful, but fell sadly short.

"I- I'm going to bed now," she said nervously, trying to escape from the steady gaze that Kyoya pinned on her, attempting to escape the inevitable. She pushed the chair back and stood up, laying her napkin on the table.

She was so focused on making her escape that she didn't realize Kyoya getting up and reaching across the table to grab her wrist. "Shana," he said in that deep voice of his, and it was over for her.

Slowly, she turned to look at him, gulping inwardly at the intent look in his black eyes, for once not obscured by the reflection on his glasses. She knew what was going to happen next, and she wasn't sure whether to be excited or scared by it.

It was a mental debate that took a grand total of a few seconds. She knew that she cared about Kyoya and would give herself to him without reservations. She met his gaze, and something in her expression must have tipped him off to the decision that she had come to, because for a moment, everything froze – Shana stared at him, and he stared at her, the desire and intensity in his eyes burning into her, searing her. She knew she should be terrified – instead, some part of her was terrified, but it was out-weighted by the part of her that was yelling in anticipation, "Yippee!"

Then everything started to move in high speed. Kyoya came around the table in a few seconds and pulled her against him, before backing her against the wall. He pressed his mouth to hers hungrily. It wasn't a gentle, sweet kiss. It was raw, primal. His need poured into her through the kiss, infusing her with passion and lust. Caught up in the moment, she kissed him back, her lips unschooled but learning fast under his.

When Kyoya felt her response, unhesitant but so inexperienced he knew immediately that she was innocent, it only inflamed him further, causing him to shove his tongue into her mouth and conduct a thorough investigation of the inside of it.

Shana was confused at first when she felt his tongue probing at the inside of her mouth, stroking hers, but she was quickly emboldened by the need and desperation that she felt pouring off him. She followed his example and slowly licked at his lips with her tongue, asking for entrance silently.

Groaning into her mouth, Kyoya could do none other than give in to her silent request. She stroked his tongue with hers, unsure of what to do now that she had gained entrance to his mouth.

It was only the undeniable need to breathe that made Kyoya break the kiss. He leaned his forehead against hers, panting. The need had flared so fast that he'd been unable to control it, something that would probably upset him later, but right now he didn't care about anything but having her under him, naked, so he could plunge into her again and again until it removed the edge from the need that was burning him alive.

He shuddered with need as he closed his eyes, trying to restrain himself, fighting against the elemental need to take her now, and end the pain that twisted through his body viciously. Unable to stop himself, he rubbed his swollen cock, sheathed by his slacks. He hissed as he felt the friction against his cock, stimulating it further.

Hearing the sound of his pain, Shana opened her eyes and watched him, brow furrowed in concern. "Kyoya?" she asked softly, brushing his hair out of his face, where it had fallen. Had he changed his mind? Had she been too bold? What if she had done something wrong? She didn't want him to stop. She tried apologizing. "Kyoya, I'm sorry," she said.

She sounded so miserable that Kyoya's eyes opened in shock. "Wha- why are you apologizing, my love?" he asked her, his voice still tight with need. Shana mistook the need in his voice for annoyance, and she barely stopped the tears from welling in her eyes. She never cried, but she felt so panicky inside at the terrible thought that she had made him angry.

Kyoya suddenly realized why she looked so upset. She'd thought he was angry at her! The thought was so unfathomable that he almost began laughing, but he knew that wouldn't pacify her in the least, so he unclenched his fists and tipped her chin up so she was facing him. She still avoided his gaze, so he kissed her again, gently, letting none of the need that had ruled him before show.

"Baby, I'm not angry with you!" he told her gently, lovingly. Her eyes met his and stayed. "I- I-" he tried to choke out the truth, that he had wanted her too much, and he was losing the internal battle to be gentle, if not stop entirely, but he couldn't seem to say the words, so he settled for kissing her again, keeping a tight rein on his desire, but letting her know that he did, indeed, want her.

Of their own accord, Shana's hands went to his hair, and she pulled him closer to her, never wanting this wonderful moment to end. But, of course, it did – as Kyoya moved downwards, kissing and licking the tender flesh of her neck and throat, as she laid her head against the wall and moaned in delight.

Her moans seemed to inflame Kyoya even more, and he started to remove her T-shirt when it abruptly came back to him that they were in the dining room, dammit, and this was not the place to make love to Shana for the first time. "Shana?" he said, nipping at her neck again. Her flesh was so sweet, he could live off it his entire life.

Her eyes fluttered open, and the dazed look of pleasure she gave him nearly made him lose it again, but he was determined to make her first time as pleasurable and memorable as possible, and to do that, he definitely needed her in a bed.

Shana opened her eyes and regarded him with confusion. Why had he stopped again? He had been doing such pleasurable things with his hands and mouth – who knew her neck was so sensitive? – and all of a sudden he had stopped. She looked into his eyes and saw a reflection of the desire that pounded so strongly in her body and throbbed between her legs, yet he had just… stopped, like nothing of significance had happened.

When Kyoya saw the confusion in her eyes that clouded the desire, he told her, "I won't take you here, in the dining room. We'll have a proper bed," in that sexy determined voice that meant he was trying his hardest for her, although it required lots of effort on his part. She giggled. She couldn't help it. When she saw the amount of restraint he was putting in for her, she was filled with a happiness that made her feel like floating.

"Well, then, let's go!" he said, grasping his hand in hers and pulling him along. Her joy was infectious. Through a haze of need, Kyoya found the ability to laugh with her as they raced towards his bedroom.

Another time, Shana would have been amazed at the decadence of his room, but now the only thing she noticed was the four-poster canopy bed. As she stared at it in amazement, thoughts of what he was going to do to her on them flashed through her mind, making her blush, though not only in embarrassment.

Kyoya saw her blush as she looked at his bed and knew that her store of bravado and courage had just been used up. He was still throbbing with need that threatened to split his pants and his head, but the love he felt for her restrained the blind lust, restoring his veneer of civilization.

He pulled her to him and kissed her, careful to keep the kiss gentle, and not rough and needy like it had been before. The need was still pouring off him in hot waves, but he made an effort to restrain his baser instincts, to make their first time something other than a crazed, frenzied mating.

The lights hadn't been turned on, but that was just fine with them. The moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room.

Kyoya backed Shana towards the bed, before gently pushing her down so she lay half on the bed, half off, her knees bent and her toes touching the floor. Not content to be passive, she sat up and began unbuttoning Kyoya's shirt, and with every button she undid, she revealed more of Kyoya's chiseled body. Surprisingly, Kyoya had somehow found the time to work out enough to get a firm six-pack.

When she finally undid all the buttons, she knelt on the bed so she could brush the shirt off his shoulders, and for a moment, she simply sat there, drinking in the sight of him. He wasn't very tanned, but he was well muscled, not the bulging muscles of a wrestler but the sleek muscles of a swimmer. Dark hair spread across his pecs in a diamond shape, nipple to nipple, before thinning out as it formed a line down his belly, then thickening again before it disappeared into his pants.

Kyoya, shirtless now, pulled Shana's shirt off hastily, before moving on to her jeans, which he undid then pulled off in quick, desperate tugs, before tossing them to a distant corner of the room to be forgotten by both of them until much later.

This was the first time Kyoya had ever seen Shana's naked – or almost naked – body. She was wearing a lacy white bra that was kind of translucent, so he could see the darkened area that was her nipples, and his gaze traveled downwards to her smooth, flat belly, her tiny waist and flared hips, to her matching lace panties, which covered her sex, the most private part of her body, that he was going to be very familiar with soon.

One thing that confused him, though, was that the soft curls decorating her mound were… black? His eyes traveled back to hers, and she laughed at his confusion. "Did you think I was a natural blonde?" she asked indulgently. Kyoya should have been turned off by the artificial colouring, but instead it just made him even more intrigued; why had she dyed her hair? However, that question would have to wait. His erection was making its presence very noticeable in his pants.

Shana tangled her fingers in his chest hair, playing with it, smoothing her fingers over it, and when her palm accidentally brushed his nipple, he hissed in mixed pleasure and pain. Her eyes flickered to his for a moment, assessing. When she had determined that he had enjoyed it, she ran her fingers over his nipples again, and Kyoya, the calm one, was having trouble controlling himself.

Kyoya knew he really was going to lose it when Shana leaned down to tongue his nipples. The feel of her rough cat tongue rasping over his sensitized nipples nearly sent him over the edge. He forced himself to set her away from him before he lost it completely.

Shana pouted for a moment at being set aside, but then set to industriously removing his slacks, unbuttoning and unzipping his fly before pulling them down and off his legs, her arm muscles delineating as she did so.

She was licking her lips as she reached for his erection and he knew he had to stop her, reluctant though he might have been. He bent down to remove her bra, fiddling with the clasps, but he was so eager to get it off that he was unable to undo the clasp, and he just got more annoyed, growling under his breath. Of course, Shana heard and felt his frustration, since his head was right next to hers, and giggled before undoing it herself.

Once they had dispensed with the bra, Kyoya hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them off in one swift move. Staring at the dark curls that nestled there, he had to fight again to keep from pouncing on her. He took a deep breath to compose himself and lowered himself onto her. When his skin came into contact with hers, a bolt of electricity sizzled from her skin and all though his body, shocking him and magnifying his desire, like a spark that had been lit into a conflagration.

Unable to help himself any longer, he gently spread her legs while praying that she would be wet enough to minimize the pain that he was about to inflict on her – he knew that she wasn't ready and it had probably been some time since she'd last had sex, so it would definitely hurt her.

Urging her to wrap her legs around him, he positioned himself then pushed into her, gritting his teeth at the resistance that he met. His fists clenched as he fought to sink in without hurting her too much. She was hot and wet and tight and felt like living ecstasy around him, squeezing him almost to the point of pain.

He felt her stiffen under him but could not stop, a fact that he was sure he would resent later. When he reached her barrier of innocence, however, he stopped at blinked at her owlishly, for his glasses had long been discarded. "You're… a virgin?" he asked, almost unable to believe it. She glared at him. "Yes," she said in a vaguely annoyed tone, as though it was totally obvious and he should be shot for doubting her innocence.

He had to grit his teeth as he told her, "It's going to hurt for a minute but it'll be okay. I promise I'll try my very best not to go too fast and make it worse." Then he closed his eyes, clenched his fists on either side of her head even harder and pushed past her hymen gently, till he was seated in her to the hilt.

"Oh, God," he moaned. "Oh, bloody hell." He wasn't a saint. How could anyone expect him to stay still while in her, with his blood draining out of his head and into his erection, and he clasping folds enveloping him?

"Shana," he gasped out. "Can I move?" he asked, gritting his teeth in an effort to restrain himself, but almost against his will, he began to thrust, slowly at first, but gradually gaining speed. He wasn't sure how Shana was reacting to it, but he hoped and prayed that she was enjoying it, because selfish brute that he was, he couldn't stop.

When he'd asked Shana that question, she had almost misunderstood him, for her brain wasn't working properly. The pain that had come from him breaching her for the first time had faded quickly, to be replaced by pleasure and a renewed desire for him that clouded her mind and made her slightly slow on the uptake. She was unable to respond for a moment, having lost her voice, but when Kyoya started moving, almost against his will, she knew what her answer was.

Kyoya thrust into her helplessly, the long slow strokes shortening and becoming faster, until he was slamming home deep and hard, actually managing to shake the enormous bed with the amount of force he was putting into each thrust.

"Holy shit, Shana, you're amazing," he muttered to her under his breath, his face buried in her neck as he fought not to come too early and embarrass himself. It wasn't working. Shana wasn't there yet and if he didn't come soon, he was sure his cock and balls were going to explode. His cock was larger than it had ever been, and his balls had drawn up high and tight against his body. It was taking everything he had not to come in this instant.

As a desperate last measure, he slipped a hand in between their bodies, where they were connected in the most intimate way possible, and stroked her there, at the slick heart of her, where she was most sensitive. He stroked, pressed gently, and she came, arching against him and crying out, caught in the throes of ecstasy, her inner walls clasping and unclasping around him, squeezing him till he groaned and came too, with almost painful jets of pleasure flooding her, and prolonging her orgasm.

Kyoya was so exhausted that he collapsed on top of her and fell asleep. Shana should have protested his weight on her slight frame, but it felt – right, somehow, so she hugged him closer to herself and fell asleep too, under him. There were so many things that would come inevitably, but now, at this moment in time, there was only the two of them.

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