The shock of the lips that haunt him at night finally on his makes his head reel as his feet move back with him. The fingers laced in his hair keep his face in place as he automatically reacts to her insistence. He barely notices where he's headed until he backs into his bed, so he turns on instinct, dropping her legs and pinning her underneath him without breaking her passion-laden kiss.

That is, until he feels her shaking. Alarmed, Ren pulls back to find a sultry smile on the slightly swollen delectable lips he fancies as she quietly laughs. "Hm. If that was your 'gentlemanly behavior', then Kyoko was right. You are a playboy." Her laughter sounds like silk as her words slowly sink into his mind.

It is only then that Ren realises that the hand that wasn't entangled in the hair at the back of her head was on her back and under her shirt. He pulls back from her like she is fire and sits up on the bed beside her as she gets up from lying down. "I'm not a playboy."

"I know, Ren." She crosses her legs, showing them off as she leans on her right hand, twisting and pulling Ren closer by his tie. She pulls him close enough that it's tempting to just follow the tension and- no. This is Natsu, not Kyoko. "I know all about you."

"You do?"

"I also know Kyoko too. Prude brat."

"Hey-" he moves to defend her, but she yanks on his tie.

"You know the first part is true, even if you do love her."

He stiffens. "What?" She smiles at his reaction.

"I told you, Ren." Natsu shifts her body to face him a little more. "I know all. About. You." Each punctuation was met with a slight tug on his necktie.

"You know that I...?"

"Love her like the Earth loves the sun, the stars loves the heavens, and Yukihito loves little doggies? Yeah."

The air leaves Ren like he dropped off a ledge. "If you know that, Natsu-san-"

"'Natsu', please," she purrs as she loosens his tie smoothly.

He ignores her actions, knowing it would be fruitless to counter the character. God, he was going mad, wasn't he? It's still Kyoko. It isn't like it is two different people. It's one person! It's like a bucket of crazy. "If you know that, Natsu, then what about Moga-"

"Call her 'Kyoko' with me at least, Ren."

"Please, Natsu. Answer me. What does Ky...Kyoko know?"

She pulls his tie off in one more motion. "You know, you shouldn't be a tie man." She unbuttons the top couple buttons and pulls it open neatly. "You could pull off the open-collar look."

"Natsu. Please. What does she know?"

"It just wouldn't be fun just to tell you outright my dear Ren...okay. I'll tell you if I get another kiss."

"But-"

"It's not like she'll know anyway."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'll tell you, but that's my price for the knowledge we have. I must warn you though Ren, it's a limited time offer. She doesn't often hit this space of tiredness where we come out like this. She's normally on her own at this point, but she didn't realise how tired she was tonight, so this is rare and is quite the catch in time. It is pure luck that you have this opportunity."

A chance to know about Kyoko from a part of her willing to talk and the price is a kiss? It's like it's too good. Too perfect.I'll end up waking in the hospital being told that this whole encounter was actually a dream after an accident on set. Wait. Is that the real truth? He looks into her eyes for a long minute, digging his thumbnail deep into the flesh on the side of his index finger. I didn't wake up, but that doesn't say much. He takes a deep breath and lowers his head to hers. "Alright. Agreed," he whispers before laying his lips over her smile.