Get up and run! Leave now! Don't wait another minute! The Japanese maiden protection party was yelling loudly in Kyoko's mind but she was unable to move. Almost in a trace state, she watched as the dark figure of Tsuruga-san inched slowly towards her.
Ren couldn't help himself any more. Her closeness was too alluring to him. The seductive curve of her lips seemed to beckon at him. His mouth was barely a breath away from hers when he stopped abruptly.
Staring into the warm liquid pools of her eyes he watched mesmerized as the warm flicks of gold seemed to streak though her grey contacts. This wasn't Setsu that he was about to kiss. The fire in her eyes reminded him of that.
Kyoko was laying in his bed. It was her slender arms that his hands firmly held onto. It was her flowery perfume, which was like an aphrodisiac that he was smelling. And it was her soft panting breaths that he could feel almost as if they were his own.
It was also her soft gasp that echoed loudly in his mind that he heard. As if a warning bell had gone off in his head, he was able to wake up from his near catastrophe. His eyes widened as his cognizance returned.
What were you thinking? He wondered in amazement. Had he completely lost his mind? What was it about this girl that had him so easily wrapped up and twisted into knots? Mentally shaking his head, Ren was thankful that he had come to his senses before he had kissed her.
There would have been no going back. The aversion of the near fatal disaster came with a bitter knowledge to Ren. Had he kissed her, she would have likely hated him for it. Hadn't she already furiously declined, in a near panic state, when he had once jokingly asked her should he do something to her, while at the Dark Moon launch party?
The reality was that no matter how much he wanted her, she did not feel the same way about him. In fact, there was no indication that she even viewed him as a man. Wasn't that why she could so calmly face him when he was completely naked in the shower, not just once but on several occasions?
Ren's face torted into a mask of despair. His fingers loosened on her shoulders as he leaned back. He was about to release her and pull away when he heard a low and animalistic groan leave Kyoko. His eye brows flew up in surprise, when without warning, she lunged at him.
Ren's body felt the impact of her kiss like a jolt of electrical current running through his shocked being. Her lips embedded themselves firmly onto his. He felt her arms reach for him before locking tightly behind his neck. Her fingers were like tight knots in his hair but Ren did not notice that.
His attention was completely focused on the slender body pressed up firmly against him. Her lips moved nimbly against his mouth and Ren opened his mouth to allow her entry. A low moan left his throat when she succumbed to his invitation.
Deeping their kiss, his tongue dove hungrily into her sweet mouth. Her tongue met his halfway. Time seemed to stop as they met and touched. Her mouth began to suck on his tongue and Ren thought he was about to lose his mind to the overwhelming sensation.
Wanting, needing to feel more of the fervent fire that she was creating, Ren pushed her down onto the bed and covered her willing soft body with his own larger and hard one. The luxurious thick covers were pushed aside in their haste to make room, while they stretched out on the small bed.
The bed springs squeaked loudly as he rolled Kyoko beneath him. Another soft groan left her when he settled himself between her thighs. Wavering between common sense and passion, he lifted his face from hers and waited a fraction of a minute before he returned his mouth to kiss her hungrily again.
The brief detachment did nothing to hinder the raging fire that had completely consumed Kyoko. Her hands began to stroke at his back, prompting him to caress her back. Ren did not need any further proof of her desire for him.
His large hands were shaky at first as he laid them over the soft skin of her shoulder blades. Feeling along the angular contours of her feminine lines, he slid them over her lean shoulders. His thumbs became more assertive as he tucked them beneath the spaghetti straps of her bra.
Pulling them down her arms slowly, he felt Kyoko still momentarily, before her lips bit down hard against his, fanning the flames of his desire even more. The passion unleashed between them was quickly burning them up and becoming uncontrollable.
Ren's hands worked quickly as he unhooked the clasped at the front of her bra. The soft molds of her flesh spilled out and were scooped up instantly in his welcoming hands. The tight nipples were small and erect in his kneading palms.
Ren eagerly went to work on them as he rolled them firmly between his index fingers and thumbs. Testing and memorizing their texture. The erotic sensation of them between his fingers brought him into a new awareness of how womanly she felt.
Breaking his kiss, he watched as she arched her back deliberately and tautly, exposing her breast tauntingly to his earnest hands. Did she know how sexy she was? Ren wondered as he took in her stunning profile.
Her head was tossed back and her hair fanned out over the pillows, cascading around the edges, creating an ethereal halo around her angelic face. Even the wild and rebellious blonde tresses of her wig seemed to enhance her puritanical beauty.
Her eyes were still shut tight but her mouth was curved open and the delectable tongue, pink and so very erotic licked the corners of her enticing lips. The fake piercing in her bottom lip chimed softly as her tongue ran delicately over it slowly.
Ren caught his breath as he watched the unconscious action. He drew in a large breath before he lowered his eyes to study the rest of her. The long and slender curve of her neck slanted to the side and he couldn't resist laying a gentle kiss over its warm softness.
Next, his eyes travel down her clavicle to the gentle slope of her feminine neckline. Swallowing loudly, he finally dropped his gaze to the soft breasts that filled the cups of his hands. Her nipples were like dark pink peaks that contrasted vividly against the snowy white of her full breasts.
Ren's mouth went wet from wanting to feel the texture of her in his mouth. Swooping down towards his hands, he opened his hungry mouth over one of her sensitive tips. The small peak was like a soft bud in his mouth and he suckled on it, feeling it tighten slightly against his tongue.
He drew his tongue over it, caressing it over and over, while he watched and waited for her response. In answer, Kyoko's eyes snapped open wide and her body shuddered from his demanding onslaught. A sensual smile slowly spread across his lips at her pleasure.
Releasing the tantalizing nipple, he sought its twin. "Do you like this?" he asked her in a husky voice before his teeth latched on to a single nipple and nibbled gently.
A deep groan tore from her chest as she reached for his head and held it firmly against her sensitive breast. Ren was pleased by her response. His own desire was barely bridled but he continued on, exploring her receptive body.
Tasting the saltiness of her skin he trailed his tongue down her breast towards her middle and stopped at her navel. His tongue playfully dug at her belly, before he planted several small kisses. Then he continued down her lower core, working his tongue over her moist smooth skin.
Ren could feel Kyoko's breathing increase and her nails dug deeply into his shoulders. His own excitement was building with her every breath. Finally, his probing tongue stopped at the lacey black underwear that covered her most intimate area.
Achingly gentle, he licked at the wet warmth beneath the lace. A soft gasp met his intrusion and Ren stilled in response. But Kyoko did nothing else to prevent him from continuing. His nostrils were filled with her intoxicating and womanly scent.
His mouth began to tug at the lace barely covering her. A swift hand came to shift the lacy covering aside, allowing him access to her apex. Taking his time to discover her intimately, he traced her folds with his tongue.
Her hips shifted tensely beneath him and he held her in place as he slowly began to lick between the folds to her center. Wet, hot and sweet was what she was to him as he intricately explored her.
Her soft moans became more frequent as he began to suck at the small bud between her damp folds. Drawing two fingers towards her face, he inserted them into her mouth and felt her suck hard on them.
A cry interrupted her actions when he pulled off her lacy underwear with his other hand and inserted a long finger into her vagina. His tongue soon followed suit as he plundered her liquid center. Her hips lifted up to meet his mouth in her excitement and Ren wondered at her smoldering response.
His own body was hard and eager to unite with hers but Ren was cautious of her inexperience and wanted her to enjoy every last minute he could bring her. While her mouth continued to suck at his fingers, he drove his tongue into her deeply and repeatedly, until finally he elicited the response he had been striving for.
The walls of her wet chambers contracted tightly and she whimpered in startled pleasure while her juices filled his mouth. Ren persisted in his actions, licking hard at her clitoris until she stopped trembling.
The sound of her withering in pleasure slowly faded away. Lifting his head from her, he met her dazed eyes with a dark smoldering look of his own. A sensual smile curved at the hard lines of his mouth.
Kyoko drifted slowly back down from her temporary slip into sexual ecstasy. Blinking from her impairment, she lifted her eyes and tried to focus on what had happened. Had she really just experienced an earth shattering event?
Her body still tingled from the after effects of her orgasm. But how was that possible? She frowned in contemplation as she tried to restore order to the ramblings of her mind. Did she do something to cause this?
She didn't even recognise her own body any more, had she lost control of it? She patted at herself to ensure herself that she was still currently in possession of it. So I'm not floating above my body? She thought as she tried harder to figure out her predicament.
Suddenly a rush of memories flooded her mind. She sucked in a breath as she remembered how her traitorous body had attacked Tsuruga-san. But surely it had only been a kiss that she had allowed it to get away with.
Wasn't it okay for Setsu to kiss her brother? Hadn't Setsu even left kiss marks over his body before? She bargained with herself as she tried to square away the embarrassment that she was beginning to feel. Her cheeks were burning red as she told herself. Yes, it was only a kiss. Just a kiss. That's all.
But a nagging feeling imposed itself over her wavering mind. How was it now possible that she had come to feel this incredible sensation? Another frown found its way across her puzzled face. Did she just let Tsuruga-san touch her down there?
Touch her down there?! So you think he only touched you with his fingers? Think again Kyouko, it was more like he kissed, licked, bit, sucked and gobbled you up down there! The Japanese maiden protection party scathingly replied.
All this because you foolishly kissed him! Her imaginary image continued.
Like a child being reprimanded for an inexcusable action, Kyoko shut her eyes and accepted the scolding. Had she really been an accomplice in her own seduction? Now what was she going to do?
Focusing her eyes in the dark, she blinked back her fears as she met the gaze of the emperor of the night. Was it now time to pay the price for what her kiss had led him to do?
She swallowed hard as she felt his mouth descend swiftly over hers. As if watching a horror movie from afar, she saw herself respond to his kisses. Fascinated she watched as she floated above her entwined body.
Had her spirit once again separated from her body? But how could this be possible when she could feel everything that her body was experiencing? She could even feel herself melt against him as he boldly pressed himself between the soft junction of her legs.
A soft low moan filled the silence of the room but Kyoko could not tell where it had come from. Was that really her laying there freely participating? Kyouko! Kyouko! What are you doing? She asked herself as she joined in the desperate cries of the Japanese maiden protection party. But instead of stopping, she saw herself tug at the cotton boxers covering Tsuruga-san's hard body.
The boxers slid down his body, exposing his muscular buttocks to her eyes and Kyoko's mouth dropped wide open. This was the first time she had actually seen a naked man and although she had entered during his showers, she had never allowed her eyes to wonder down his form.
Now that she was granted an unlimited pass at this peek show, Kyoko began to salivate as she watched her hands gather his muscular butt and squeeze. The hard flesh felt strong and smooth in her hands but Kyoko did not have further opportunity to explore him.
Instead, her attention was now centered on Tsuruga-san's hard knees as they spread her legs wide apart. His fingers were plunging deeply into her moist center and Kyoko whimpered mentally as she saw him withdraw them to lick at them.
Did he taste her again? She almost fainted from the notion. But her voyeuristic mind kept watching, focusing on his sexy profile as he held his long thick member in his hand. Slowly, he began to rub the tip of his rod at her labia and Kyoko was startled by how quickly her body was accepting his ministering.
Melting and burning, Kyoko could feel herself withering in intense heated pleasure at the touch of his warm hardness. Her eyes stared in disbelief at his enlarged penis. She couldn't take her eyes off as she watched him caress her with it, teasingly inserting only the tip in her before withdrawing it out.
Inching upwards, she arched her hips at his flesh waiting impatiently for more of his entry. Was she really capable of responding like that? Kyoko wondered as she saw herself begin to plead with Tsuruga-san for something.
"Please, please…" her soft wailings cried hoarsely, while she shook her head from side to side, licking her lips in total rapture.
No. Don't, don't, don't! Kyoko's floating presence countered as she shook her fist angrily at her wonton body. But the wailings of her body won over Tsuruga-san's attention.
Nodding at her beckoning body, he began to insert more of his large rigid shaft into her wet chamber. His body met with her thin barrier of resistance and Kyoko sighed in relief when he stopped. Does this mean he can't enter her anymore? Does this mean this can now end?
A small wave of disappointment overtook her at the implication. Surprised at her own feeling, she tried to shake off the disappointment. Reminding herself that she did not need nor desire the emperor of the night's attention, she calmed her ragged mind.
But the moment was fleeting when she saw Tsuruga-san withdraw himself from her and in one fluid motion thrust himself wholly and completely into her welcoming body. A sharp cry pierced the room and Kyoko recognised it as her own.
Her body was filled tightly and entirely with him and although she also encountered the pain at his entry, she no longer recognised the sensation. A newer more delicious sensation had taken over as Tsuruga-san began to move above her.
Was she floating even higher than previously? Kyoko wondered in amazement as she felt him lift her into another dimension. His body found its rhythm and began to thrust deeply within her body. And with each strong thrust, she felt herself climbing a wave of turbulence. Seeking release, she saw herself cling tightly to him.
Tsuruga-san's hands held her hips firmly as his larger and stronger body pounded relentlessly at the smaller frame beneath him. Below them, the bed began to squeak loudly at his powerful motions. An even louder moan filled the room when Kyoko's mind began to explode in ecstasy.
Kyoko felt herself drift slowly back down into her body, with the release of her climax. A deep groan tore from Tsuruga-san as he began to quicken his motions. His hips rocked heavily against hers and with one final thrust, he filled her with his liquid warm.
Kyoko's eyes widen as she felt the heated semen flow through her. Did he just discharge himself in her? No. No. No. this couldn't really be happening could it? She wondered to herself in her chaotic mind.
She wasn't prepared for his release as he suddenly slumped heavily on top of her. She wasn't accustomed to feeling his entire weight on her. But then neither was she accustomed to feeling him inside her, while his arms circled around her.
Her mind was quickly overloading with all the newness that was coming upon her. Unable to comprehend her new circumstance, it did what it knew best to, it rejected the idea that anything untoward had even happened.
Retreating into a deep slumber, her mind sought refuge from reality. It was as if nothing had happened. A small satisfied smile formed on her lips as she accepted this self-protecting mechanism. A long sigh of relief escaped her as she settled herself comfortably under him.
Ren's heart was bursting with fulfillment. He lifted his heavy masculine body off her. Rolling away, he looked down and was astonished to see Kyoko unconscious beside him.
Had she fainted again? His brow knotted worriedly and reaching a tender hand towards her face, he studied her unmoving profile. Her breathing was deep and regular, while her face was flushed pink from the aftermath of their lovemaking. And a seductive smile laid on her swollen lips.
Satisfied that she was really doing fine, Ren pressed a gentle kiss on her soft mouth. He sagged against her slender resting form, while he relaxed his forehead against hers. What exactly just happened between them?
Did she propagate this entire episode with just a kiss? Ren was amazed with how rapidly he had been swept up by just her one kiss, or how blindly he had lost control over himself. Their lovemaking had been everything he had dreamt of and more.
But what did it mean to their new relationship? What was happening between them? Was she finally seeing him as a potential suitor? And did that mean she was open to a romance between them?
Or was this entire episode just an act of Setsu? Mentally shaking his head, Ren refused to believe that Kyoko was capable of reducing their union to just an act. No, not the fiery blooded female that had nearly attacked him and had decadently allowed him to make love to her.
Rolling onto his back, he held her snug to his side. Lovingly, he caressed the small of her back while she continued to sleep peacefully in his arms. The lure of her soft breaths drew his eyes to her ample breasts. The sloping curve of each one rose slightly with each of her inhalations.
As much as he enjoyed watching her sleeping form, he did not want her to catch a cold. So withdrawing from her, he scooped up the fallen blankets to lay them tenderly over her nakedness.
His body felt painfully raw and alive as he watched her sleeping form. Not wanting to interrupt her, he decided to slip into the shower to relax his sore muscles. Walking quietly towards the shower, he stole a final glance at her still form before he shut the door.
A soft buzzing sound was sounding in Kyoko's ears as she opened up a sleepy eye. Trying to identify the source, she searched the dark hotel room. She squinted in the large room as she scanned the empty space.
A slither of light was coming from beneath the bathroom door and Kyoko could hear the shower running noisily. Was Cain taking a shower? What were they doing in the hotel room together?
Not fully understanding why they were still together in the hotel room, especially when the last thing she remembered was that she had married Tsuruga-san, Kyoko frowned.
Buzz, buzz, buzz. Her cell phone was clearly going off again. Reaching over to the end table where her purse sat, she lifted the vibrating gadget out. Looking at the caller I.D. she was not surprised by the caller.
Quickly answering her cell phone, she replied, "Hello?"
"Hello? Kyoko, is that you?" an angry feminine voice cried loudly.
Holding her cell phone away from her ears, Kyoko scrunched up her face from the loud scolding that was coming from her phone.
"Don't you know how late it is? Weren't you supposed to meet me an hour ago? Where are you now? Are you still coming?" Kanae was furious as she rapidly fired question after question off at Kyoko.
"Sorry, Mouko-san. I was side-tract but I will be on my way right now. Can you wait for just a little longer?" Kyoko asked apologetically.
"Fine but you had better get here within the next half hour or else…," Kanae's voice trailed off meaningfully. And Kyoko was not oblivious of the silent threat that was hidden in her message.
Nodding at her phone, Kyoko replied, "I'm on my way now," before hanging up the phone.
Without hesitating, Kyoko flew out of bed to get dress. Searching around, she was able to find her undergarments scattered on the floor by the bed and on further examination, she saw that her outer garments were folded neatly over the couch.
Not taking the time to question the oddity of this, Kyoko scrambled into her outfit. Looking at herself in the mirror briefly to adjust her wig, she tossed her purse over her shoulder and left the hotel room.
Unthinkingly, she had forgotten about the man that was still standing under the jets of hot water, in the shower. She had also forgotten everything that had transpired between them over the last few hours.
Standing by the elevator door, she jammed her finger impatiently at the down bottom. Tapping her boots on the carpeted floor, she bit at her lips while she waited for the elevator. Hoping that Mouko-san won't be too angry at her for being late, Kyoko flinched as she remembered her angry phone call.
The ring of the elevator door as it opened helped calmed her anxious heart as she stepped in. The mechanical doors made a sweeping sound as they closed, that masked the noise that Ren made when he opened his door.
Searching the empty hallways, Ren noticed the elevator doors shutting but he did not see if Kyoko had entered. All he knew was that she was no longer in the hotel room and that she had slipped out while he was still in the shower.
His lips tightened into a hard line as he worried over her state of mind. He wondered at where she had gone to and if she would be fine to leave by herself. Closing the door, he hurried back into his room and reached for his phone.
His hand was fluid as he impatiently dialed her number. But unexpectedly, she did not reply. Unwilling to leave a message on her phone, he dialed his manager Yashiro instead.
A/N: Hi everyone. Thank you again for all your reviews. I was very encouraged by them.
This chapter was a little hard for me to write because I wanted to write the first half of it from Ren's view point and the other half from Kyoko's. But writing a lemon scene from a man's POV was not easy! Hope you enjoyed it.
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