Chapter 19:
Then the dam seemed to break as he captured her lips with his own. For a second, Sayuri froze, still unused to this new, forward and physical Kyoya. But as he kissed more gently and took his right hand from the back of the seat to stroke her face, she couldn't help but whimper slightly and clutch the front of his jacket weakly. That diminutive noise only urged him on, making him kiss deeper, begging entrance to her mouth with his tongue, to which she tentatively gave passage, gasping slightly at how forceful he was becoming.
His other hand began to wander down her body, brushing down the smooth silk and gripping her curves as his body pressed down on her. That was when she froze and pulled away from his kiss upon feeling an odd hardness press urgently against her thigh.
Kyoya's breath was ragged as he quickly forced himself to sit up and look away from her, gripping his knees tightly as he tried to collect his wits. Sayuri was attempting to do the same, but she was a little afraid to get up. Did she make him angry by pulling away? What was she supposed to do? Her mother had told her to make sure that she kept him happy and be the perfect fiancée for him. Gathering her nerve, she relaxed her body, calmed her mild and shed any fear, rejection or unwillingness from her expression as she sat up and rested a hand on his. Smiling softly, she turned his face towards her to kiss him softly and gently…before freezing completely at the sound of a phone ringing from the pocket of Kyoya's jacket.
Kyoya firmly put his hands on Sayuri's shoulders to move her a little away from him, his ears still hot as he opened his cell with a death grip and answered with his usual cool smoothness until he got a reply on the other end. His demeanor changed completely as he growled with a wondrous mix of irritation and fury, "Tamaki… What possible sane reason could you have for calling me at-" He checked his watch, "Eleven forty at night?"
Sayuri had to put her hand over her mouth to hide her smile but she couldn't help the giggle that escaped and received an eye roll from her date as he listened to the prattling of his friend before replying back.
"Yes, but did even pause to consider that I might still be ON my date when you called?" He grated out with tried patience. Snorting at the blonde's reply he simply droned, "Goodnight Tamaki," before hanging up and letting out drawn out sigh.
"Well that was interesting." She remarked glibly to break the silence.
Kyoya let out a puff of half amused air before replying, "That's one way to describe it I suppose. I should be getting you back before midnight." He pressed the comm. button to tell the driver to take them back to his estate.
Sayuri frowned slightly, "I believe that I am the one taking YOU out on a date senpai and you didn't mention any curfew to me."
He simply smirked, "Perhaps, but it would look bad if we were out together for over half the night, engaged or not."
She blushed at the implications and at how close they had been.
"And what did I tell you about calling me senpai while we're alone?" He probed, catching her chin in his fingers, forcing her to look back to his eyes.
Blushing more she stuttered dumbly, "T-to not to?"
Simply smiling at her embarrassment, he released her and straightened his tie and the rest of his clothing. It only took a few minutes for them to arrive back at the Ootori Estate.
Servants came out to open the door for their master and he paused after he got out, turning to bend down in the car to kiss Sayuri, rather chastely compared to the rest of the evening.
"It was a pleasure Nitta-san. I hope we can do this again sometime soon."
"Yes… Of course. I look forward to it." She murmured, her face warm.
He smirked and bid his final farewell, "Until next time."
The rest of the evening was a bit of a blur to Sayuri. All she knew was that she arrived back at her home without a problem and made her way into her room, not seeing her mother observing her with her usual cryptic eye.