A/N: I finally got time to get another chapter out?! Things have been hectic! I hope you are all still enjoying this.
They wasted no time getting back to their room. In fact, they struggled to keep it together in the elevator up to their floor. They entered it with two other people, and of course, Kuon had to get one of the suites on the upper floors. Kuon pressed the button for their floor about three times as if that was going to make it go faster. The two that entered with them glanced at them nervously as Kuon slipped his hand under her shirt and caressed her belly. She flushed and put her hand over his to keep him from doing anything improper, or at least more so than now. She was thankful that she didn't look like herself, but even then, there were limits. However, Kuon didn't seem to care, or if he felt the same way, the anonymity meant that he was allowed to do more than usual.
He pulled her closer to him, flushing the back of her body against his hard one. And when she says hard, she truly meant all of him was hard and firm against her backside. His thumb caressed her diaphragm as she held his hand at her stomach. He pressed little kisses on her hair and he dipped down to kiss her ear.
The two with them left on the third floor. As soon as the door closed, Kuon's hand rushed up, shoving her bra up, and grabbed her breast.
"Corn, no." She pulled his hand away and he relented. However, he spun her around and pinned her to the corner. He dipped down and stole her lips as she was trying to fix her bra. She whimpered as he hungrily took over her mouth. His hands roamed along her body, stretching and pulling at the shirt, sliding under it and squeezing her flesh in his heated hands. They moved down and grabbed her ass with both of his hands, squeezing and pulling her up and against him.
There was a ding from the elevator and Kuon pulled back hoping it was their floor. A man in his late forties or so stopped to look at them and flustered away. "Ah, sorry!" Kuon growled and slammed on the close button for the door.
He quickly returned to her or at least tried to. "Kuon, wait!" He snapped out of it when she said his real name. "We are two floors away, just wait." He reluctantly did so, because he didn't want to test her limits. However, the moment the elevator stopped at their floor, Kuon bent down and lifted her into his arms.
"Woah!" She yelped at the same time, Kuon roared, "MOVE." Another couple quickly stepped out of their way. Kyoko hid her face at his neck, embarrassed by his actions. Several footsteps later, she dared to take a peek. When she saw no one around, she lifted her head and hit his shoulder. "Put me down!"
"No," he replied as he ate up the hall with his long stride.
"You are not some caveman taking his prize to his cave! Put me down!" She exclaimed.
He grinned at her and grunted, "Ugh."
She snorted and then forced the humor into a frown. His smile widened because he knew he made her laugh. "Corn seriously, this is embarrassing."
"I thought you wanted to be treated like a princess," he countered, making her flush and pout.
"When you carry me like this because of something sweet or romantic, it's princess-like. You are carrying me so that you can…" she hesitated and his smile turned into a lecherous grin.
"So I can, what?"
She flushed and murmured in a soft voice, "have me."
"What do you think the prince and princess do after he carries her inside and those doors close?" They finally arrived at their room and he had to set her down to get the key card and unlock the door.
"They live happily ever after," she replied with a sweet little voice. She thought about all those books she read and the movies she's watched with the fade-to-black ending that was sweet and romantic as he opened the door.
"Well, sweetheart," he started and lifted her in that princess' hold once more, "not to burst your fuzzy pink bubble, but they did exactly what we are going to do. I guarantee it." The door closed behind them and he quickly went to the bed and dropped her on it.
"I truly doubt that prince charming was this aggressive," she countered. He yanked his shirt off over his head and tossed it to the side, and she couldn't help but let her eyes take in the exquisite form that is his body.
The Emperor of the Night started to crawl over her looking like every woman's wet dream. "I never claimed to be a prince," he said in a husky deep voice.
"Who are you then?" She asked breathlessly as his face appeared over hers.
"Yours," he answered and sealed his lips over hers. Kyoko inhaled deeply through her nose and parted her lips to deepen the kiss. She could smell the make-up cleanser on his skin and the sweat from the day in his hair. She didn't understand how it was that he still smelled so good to her. His scent was so heady and made things in her stomach twist. She reached up to tousle his hair as his tongue swept into her mouth. He groaned as her nails scratched his scalp making her smile and giggle.
He pulled away slightly with a small smile of his own. "What?"
She shook her head. "I'm happy." He had the audacity to blush which made her heart do backflips. A man this gorgeous with his hand up her blouse, and his hips between her legs should not look this adorable blushing.
Meanwhile, Kuon felt a little guilty. She deserved so much more than what he was doing. Dates, gifts, romance, he suddenly wanted to be the sweet prince she dreamed of rather than the lustful demon he has been.
"Kuon?" She called out to him with concern. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, everything is perfect," he murmured with affection in his eyes. He leaned down and kissed her again, but softer than before. Kyoko ran her hands over everything she could reach – his chest, shoulder, into his hair, and down his back. His hands ran over her body and found her overdressed for his needs. His fingers tangled into the rips and tears of her shirt and with a quick jerk, he tore the shirt nearly in half.
She snorted. "You could have asked me to take it off."
"And risk you wearing it again? Never," he grumbled and tossed the torn fabric to the side. He leaned down to kiss the uninterrupted flesh of her stomach and ribs while his right ran down over her hips. His touch reached the fishnets and he pulled himself up to look at them. "These are ruined too, right," he asked rhetorically because he had already ripped them earlier. Without another thought, his fingers slipped into the holes and pulled ripping a large hole just below the seam of her shorts. She shook her head laughing internally at him until he started to enjoy his treat. She bit her lower lip at the feel of his touch pressing deeply into her thigh. She took a breath and it let out tainted with a breathy moan.
Kuon let his gaze drift up to see her eyes closed and looking so blissful as he near the edge of ravaging her. He pushed his hand up into her shorts and rounded around to the outside of her thigh. He squeezed gently and another little groan slipped from her lips. He instantly wanted to touch her more, to make her moan and groan much like their first night together back in Tokyo. He pulled his hand back and moved to unbutton her shorts.
Kyoko perked up when she felt him at her fly. She eagerly reached to take the tattered remains of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Together, they shifted her out of her clothes and her wig fell away in the process. All that was left were the gray contacts but she didn't care about that as he stroked those large hands down her body. It felt so good and she threw her arms over her head to hopefully make him do it again and again.
"Turn around for me," his husky voice commanded and she obliged even if a little curious. She flipped around for him a little timidly not knowing what he was going to do or what he wanted. This was not what she was thinking about when he carried her into the room. She crossed her arms under her head to support herself and peeked back at Kuon. He was gazing upon her because the soft look in his eyes made her want to blush. Yet she could see the hungry edge that made her toes curl. She jumped the moment his hands touched her back. Her body tensed up as his light touch tickled her up her back.
The bed dipped around her as he shifted to straddle her legs. She tried to twist her face to see him and then those strong hands firmly stroked down her back. She moaned out loud at the feel and a groan soon followed as his thumbs swept deeply at her lower back. Kuon continued to rub her back and even found that she responded when he massaged her thighs. It was so easy for him to forget that she was aching from their activities since their first time, so he took extra time to rub her down. Everytime he was reminded of it, he convinces himself to slow down and treat her right.
Yet she constantly did things that quickly made him change his mind. His eyes raked down the soft curves of her body as his hands stroked down her firm back to the gentle curve of her butt. He placed his hands on both cheeks and squeezed making her hips lift and she wiggled slightly. He looked up at her and she was smiling at him from between strands of hair. There was a teasing, knowing look on her face that made him smirk. He bent down over her cheeks and lightly bit down on the left cheek.
"Ah!" She yelped and rocked her hips back and forth to shake him off. He dropped his hands to the bed and watched her cute little wiggle.
"You know shaking your ass only makes me want to do more, not stop," he told her.
She giggled, "Does it?" She lifted her hips towards him also to her knees in a taunting gesture, except she had no idea the animal she was baiting. Kuon took a hold of her thighs and pulled her ass up so she was on her knees. Before she could look back to see what he was doing, Kuon's face pressed against her thighs and she gasped as he licked her intimately.
Her mind struggled to logically figure out how he managed to touch her in such a position, but sure enough that thick tongue reached out and managed to flick her clit making her gasp and sent a tremble up her spine. His hands slid down her thighs and she felt him pull at her right knee. She got the hint and shifted her knees apart. Meanwhile, he licked up her folds and rounded the curve where her thigh rounded to her cheeks. She felt his teeth drag over her butt cheek momentarily before he returned his lips to wrap around her clit and sucked.
"AAHH!" She screamed and rocked her hips back against his face. His hands came up and wrapped around her hips while his tongue flicked and teased her. She moaned into the bedsheets as he started to touch her. His large hand stroked up her back and rounded to her front to capture her breast. She whimpered and moaned into the sheets and her muffled voice was making him impatient. He gave her breast one last squeeze and kissed downy center before going to his knees.
At the sudden loss of her lover's touch, Kyoko whimpered, "Kuon, please don't stop." She was about to turn around when his hands took a hold of her hips to keep her still.
"Darling, stopping is the last thing on my mind," he rumbled as he used his size to crawl over her. His lips kissed up her spine. When his lips started on her neck and shoulders, she picked herself up until her back was against his chest. His kisses moved up the side of her neck and she leaned away twisting her head towards him. She wanted to kiss him and thankfully, he felt the same. It was awkward but not something she was willing to give up. She wanted to touch him, hold him and she tried to twist around again, but he stopped her again.
"But Kuon," she started to beg, to plead so that they could hurry and get what she was obviously craving, but instead, he kissed her forehead.
"Trust me," he whispered and stroked up her thigh, curved around her hip and up her back. She could only think of one thing as to why he would want her in this position. Kyoko tried not to think about it, but it was near impossible. He was helping with the distraction. His left hand curved around to cup her hanging breast and his tip stroked down over her folds before sliding back up again. She shifted her knees apart a little more and anticipated the pressure against her anus.
Except instead of pressure, her body buckled and her face fell down to the mattress as he thrust into her. Filling her wet throbbing pussy in one smooth push and her whole body shook and lost feeling at the penetration. Her voice rang out at the feel of him. He rocked back slightly and her hips lifted as he thrust back in and a soundless moan whooshed out of her mouth. How is he doing this? Her mind wanted answers, and as he moved again, she found that her voice could not form the words.
She twisted her head to try and look back at him. Her hands clenched the bedsheets as he pushed a little deeper next time. His hands held her hips and he began to rock her body over his length. This feeling was so overwhelming and as soon as he found his rhythm there was no way for her to do anything but accept him. She hoped this was okay for him because she couldn't find the strength to lift herself or anything. It felt completely different – a more intense pleasure rushed through her faster than before. Perhaps it was the anticipation from the day or this unexpected experience, but it felt like so much more and the rush was building so much faster. Her body started to spasm as the waves started to overwhelm her. Her hands grabbed the sheets and she pushed her hips towards him as he moved behind her. She felt his hands slide along her back a moment before her climax slammed into her. She cried out as a dizzying explosion erupted within her.
She wanted to collapse onto the bed, and Kuon followed her down. His hand held her hips up, but the other wound around her and grabbed her breast roughly. She could hear his labored breath in her ear. She bowed awkwardly beneath him, but he maintained his motion in short little thrusts. Each little jerk into her made her mewl as he rode her orgasm. Kuon lifted her and hugged her tightly as his body tensed around her.. He pushed himself deep and groaned in her ear as he came. It was such an odd feeling as he came, his hard sex would pulse within her spilling his seed but felt like it was his heart beating within her body. His hips softly rocked against her backside as he bent over her limp body back on the bed.
His breath was labored and she felt it ruffle her hair. He slipped out of her as they both settled onto the bed more comfortably, and she was fine with that. After several deep breaths between the both of them, he kissed her shoulder and she let out a little mewl in response.
"Are you okay?" His voice was light and breathy but at least it worked unlike hers.
"Uhhhh," she sounded and that was it. He leaned over to see her face. His fingers brushed back strands of her hair away. Her eyes were closed and she was panting with her lips parted. It looked like she was waiting for something to pass.
Her hand was beside her face and she wiggled her fingers as if to wave him off. I'm fine. She was trying to say but didn't have the will to do so. She groaned again when he left her. His concern for her made him recover quicker.
He laid her down gently and worriedly looked at her face. "Kyoko, did I hurt you?"
She laughed. Kyoko forced her body to flop onto her back and her arms lazily dragged along the way. She tried to stretch her body but everything felt so heavy. "How…" she started but it came out as a "Hhhhaaa…."
Kuon stroked the side of her face. "Talk to me sweetheart."
She twisted her head towards his hand and managed to lift her hand to press his against her face. She blinked up at him and smiled. She licked her lips and swallowed to try and summon her voice.
"How…" she started and it came out softly but coherent. "How did you do that?"
Confused, he asked, "Do what?"
She lifted her hand and twirled it around in the air. "That," was all she said.
Kuon struggled to understand her, so he asked again. "Kyoko, did I hurt you? Are you okay?"
She giggled. "Good. Extra good." She twisted her back into a stretch and he withdrew his hand watching her. "Whatever you did, it sapped all my strength." She laughed giddily. "I feel heavy and fuzzy and good." She lifted her arms towards him but her hands hung limply. "Hold me, please. I'm getting cold," she pleaded cutely, and he rose to his knees on the bed and lifted her into his arms. She groaned softly and curled up in his embrace as he moved them to the middle of the bed. He put her down gently at first and then slipped up behind her. She snuggled her little body against his larger one and sighed contently as they both settled into each other.
Once they settled, she giggled again. "I'm starting to think you were made to embrace me from behind in every way."
He snorted and hugged her. "Are you really okay?"
She nodded. "Why are you so upset? Did it not feel good for you?"
Kuon frowned. "It was great. Fantastic, but why did you ask me what I did?"
"I just didn't think that was possible. When you went behind me, I thought…" she shifted deeper in his arms and timidly stated, "I thought you were going to do anal."
Kuon released his held breath and his body relaxed behind her. Relief filled him and he finally let himself enjoy the moment in understanding. "Kyoko, I wouldn't do that without warning you. Actually, I've never done that, so I wouldn't even know how to approach that without hurting you." He smiled and kissed her hair. After a moment, his curiosity got the best of him and he asked, "So then you liked that position?"
"I think a little too much," she admitted. "I'm guessing that it's nothing special?" She asked slightly embarrassed by her lack of knowledge.
"Every time is special with you," he stated and she elbowed his ribs wanting a real answer. "In a book of sex positions, that would be listed in the top three most common positions." Kyoko groaned. "Are you already bored of our budding sex life?"
"No!" She exclaimed and then simmered down. "It's just if that was standard, and it felt that good, what would the kinkier stuff feel like?"
He laughed. "Well, I think what we are doing is pretty fantastic, but if you have anything you want to try," he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck and kissed her before continuing softly into her ear, "Anything at all. I'll be more than happy to try it."
She laughed and shook her head. "I'm already losing my mind every time you touch me. I don't think I could survive anything more."
Kuon gave her a very masculine chuckle. "The last thing I want is to lose you. Should I tone it back?"
"I said I couldn't handle more, not that you should slow down," she clarified with a pout. "Just do what is normal."
He grinned. "What if my normal is too much?" His hand slid up her torso and found her breast. Heat burned her face as he molded her flesh against his hand. She shifted her arm away from her body giving him the okay to go further. She squirmed her bottom against his groin but he wasn't quite ready to proceed any further. He groaned and whispered into her ear, "Though I'm starting to wonder if maybe I'm the one that won't be able to keep up."
"I thought once wasn't ever enough for you?" She asked innocently.
Kuon laughed. "In my defense, it's taken me three days of indulgence to finally require a break." He kissed her earlobe, "but if my lady is unsatisfied…" His hand slipped down from her breast to creep down into her curls.
Her legs shifted back and forth and then clenched as his fingers started to slip down further. "I wasn't… that isn't what…ahh…"
"Oh, sweet mercy," he groaned as his fingers slipped over her womanhood. "You are dripping wet, my darling. Almost as if we didn't just make love. Are you faking it? Or did that position make you want even more?" Kyoko whimpered, embarrassed, and clenched her thighs together, refusing to answer. He chuckled. "Even if you do that, I can still easily…" She cried out as his fingertips encircled her swollen clit. His efforts made her legs loosen and he slipped his knee between her thighs. With that little bit, he lifted her knee along with his until she was spread wide. A shudder ran through her as he slipped his talented fingers over her entrance. Her hips shifted in anticipation of the intrusion but he merely spread her honey further over her.
"How are you still this slick?" He sounded amazed and it made her flush. Her leg tensed to slam her legs closed but he countered her and kept her leg up. "Don't be embarrassed. I love it. Can't you feel how much you are turning me on?" He shifted his hips to nestle his half-hard cock between her butt cheeks. Kyoko licked her lips as he continued to play with her. "Feeling you this wet, your sweet body calling me to just…" his fingers slipped inside of her causing her to moan loudly. He latched on and started to suck on her neck below her hairline as his fingers thrust shallowly inside of her. He let her go with a lick and whispered, "Can you hear that? The sweet sound of your body sucking me in."
She didn't notice anything that happened while they were making love. It wasn't like her mind took in anything other than the feeling of him pleasing her. The sights of herself and the way he twisted her up in knots. The smells from their lovemaking nor the sounds that came from their bodies or her mouth, but she heard it now. The wet squishing sounds that came from her body at each little thrust of his fingers were loud and so lewd that she wanted to object that such a thing came from her, yet the warmth and thrill that his hand was causing was real.
Still, she wanted to argue with him. "That's from you," she panted. "I am cleaning up for hours after you cum inside of me."
As hot as that sounded to him, he honestly didn't think of that. Kyoko being the first woman that he slept with without a condom, never had to deal with his woman needing to clean up afterward. He always did the clean-up. She was still so hot and wet and it made him want her. The muscles of her body squeezed his fingers as he rubbed her g-spot making her squirm beside him.
"Funny, my cream doesn't normally feel like this," he murmured, making her flush and then moan as he jerked his hand a little firmer inside of her. "And I'm not ashamed to say I would know what comes out of me. Especially now that I have all of these memories of you moaning in my arms like this."
She whimpered at his words as his finger played with her. She felt hot but wasn't sure if it was out of embarrassment or his hand. Did it even matter? He stroked her once more before pulling out and slipping his hand up. "But if you aren't excited…" He withdrew his talented fingers. "Does that mean you want me to stop?" He asked as his hand stroked her curls but did not go back down.
"No," she interrupted and his hand stilled. "I am," she clarified and pushed his hand down. "Please don't stop." He touched her again and her body tensed and arched against him. Her head was forced back onto his shoulder from the action. He circled his fingertips around her clit but didn't go any further. He lingered there for so long that it got her squirming and mewling for more.
"Do you want more?" He asked as he ran his fingertips down her labia and dipped slightly in.
She struggled to say anything other than moans and pants. She was so close but it wasn't enough. The burn was there right at the edge.
"Kyoko," he called out to her and he started to withdraw.
"Yes," she screamed and reached down to push his hand down to make him continue. Except he had a different idea. His fingers slipped up to rub against her clit and he slid his hardened cock into her eager body. Kyoko cried out and arched back as he thrust without mercy. His hand roughly rubbed her clit as he rocked into her. He lifted his left arm to hug her against him. She was moaning with every breath and it echoed into the room as he stretched her back. Her hand came back and found purchase at the base of his skull. Her fingers fisted his hair. She shifted her hips back against him, angling herself so that he could move deeper inside of her. He moaned and tightened his hold on her.
"Come on, baby," he whispered and worked harder. He groaned as she spasmed around him but her hand was still clenched at his hair.
"Don't stop. Don't stop," she panted.
That worry in the back of his head to take it easy, don't hurt her, take it slowly completely disappeared. If he was going to get off, he needed it harder and faster. He closed his eyes to focus on the feeling – the wet heat of her and his hands roaming on her skin. Her delicate hands ran down his arms and held his hand. His fingers entwined with hers and he felt her clench around him. Her voice rang out and he could feel her climax in his arms. He ground himself against her and jerked that last little bit to draw his release out. After days of being with her, he didn't have anything to give anymore but it still felt incredible. He finally let go of her leg, letting both of them relax as he grew soft. Kyoko curled up in his arms, her head on his shoulder, and his leg over hers. She still held his right hand and he squeezed it and brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
"I love you," he said gently.
Kyoko smiled and pulled his arm around her, making him hug her. "I love you too, Kuon."
His heart swelled with those words. I'm in heaven. I've died and gone to heaven. He half expected Rick to show up. A dull pain blossomed in his heart. My dearest friend, I robbed this from you. From you and Tina. The joy, the pleasure, and the blissful peace of simply being here with the only one that can make your heartbeat. He kissed her again and she hummed happily. I wish you could have met her. You would have loved her. Everyone loves her. And this time, I will not let her go like the others. I promise you that I will do everything in my power to be the person you wanted me to be: strong, brave, and willing to fight for life and happiness – with her.
"Our happiness," he murmured.
"Did you say something?"
He shook his head. "Sorry. I thought you fell asleep."
"There is no way. It's too early to go to sleep." She stretched her body for a moment and then twisted to lie on her back but stay in his arms. "I want to shower, have dinner, and then do nothing with you for the rest of the evening."
He smiled. "That sounds wonderful."
They relaxed for a bit before getting up to shower and then found themselves chest-deep in the hot bubbling water of the jacuzzi. Kuon's suite had a very simple model. It had basic features like water jets but it was barely large enough for Kuon to stretch his legs. Kyoko sat between his legs whether she wanted to or not. There simply wasn't enough room for her to have her own seat. Thankfully, she didn't mind. Kuon sat back letting the hot water relax him. Meanwhile, Kyoko was busy playing with the bubbles. Her hands skimmed the top of the water and pushed against the current from the jets. With his head propped up with his hand along the edge of the tub, he smiled watching her. She giggled as it tickled her palm.
"Do you like it?" He asked and she glanced back at him with a smile.
"It's fun," she stated and then moved back to rest against his chest. "But I don't understand the point." Kuon shifted to accommodate her. His free hand came over and idly stroked back a lock of wet hair. "It tickles more than anything else," she added as her hand pulled away from the jet. She sighed and leaned her head back on his shoulder, closing her eyes. "Your tub is much nicer than this one."
Kuon smiled. "They are supposed to massage you. We can increase the pressure," he suggested as his fingers lightly dragged across her shoulder and then her arm. She didn't seem to mind and all he wanted to do was to touch her. Even with her pressed up against him, the craving to touch her was still there.
She shook her head. "If I wanted a massage, I know exactly where to get one." Her hand slipped into the water and ran down his thigh. Kyoko tilted her head back to shoot him a knowing grin.
"So long as you are aware of the costs," he murmured. His fingers caressed along the top of her chest to glide up her neck and cupped her jaw. He bent his head down and kissed her softly. Kyoko immediately parted her lips to kiss him back. His brow furrowed as the kiss deepened. She pushed herself against his thigh and his arm dropped to hold her as she shifted. She twisted to sit on his left thigh. Her arm slid up his chest to wrap around his neck as her tongue swept into his mouth.
Kyoko pulled away with a happy sigh and a smile. "What will that kiss get me?"
He grinned. "What do you want?"
She licked her lips and blinked hazy gold eyes up at him. "You," she breathed.
"You have me," he murmured and kissed her fervently once more. His hands groped at her wet flesh, his arms flexing to bring her closer. The kiss broke as she gasped at his strength and Kuon knocked his forehead against hers.
"You have me, all of me – forever, and for the rest of our lives I will give you anything and everything you desire," he proclaimed and then kissed her forehead.
"Are you proposing to me while naked again?"
He pulled back to look at her in all seriousness. "Yes," he answered but then smiled and joked, "but if I had my way, we would be naked together all the time."
"You are terrible," she laughed and her smile lifted his heart.
"So long as you love me, I don't mind being terrible. Especially if it makes you smile like that."
She blushed and dropped her head onto his shoulder. Her arms slipped under his and she nuzzled her face against the crook of his neck. "I do love you. I am out of my mind in love with you," she expressed shyly.
Kuon could feel his heart burst and this overwhelming warmth engulfed him. His hand reached up and cupped her face. She pulled her head up towards his hand and gazed at him. He smiled that earthshattering heavenly smile of his, and she closed her eyes from the brightness, then was pleasantly surprised at the press of his lips upon hers.
He pulled back before it went too far. His thumb lightly caressed her jawline and he nudged her nose with his to make her open her eyes. She saw his smiling face and it made her smile too. "What else does my love want? Flowers? Diamonds? Clothes? Trips? Name it."
"Anything?" she asked with a smirk.
"Anything," he confirmed, kissed her jaw, and started to peck his way down her neck.
She playfully thought about it, but couldn't put much thought into it with his lips on her neck and his hands caressing her beneath the water. "Hmmm, I want… aahhh," she moaned as he licked up the column of her neck. He pulled her tighter against him as he suckled her ear.
She giggled and pulled her ear from between his lips. He waited for her reply as she turned to look at him. Twisting her head to the side he anticipated a kiss and leaned forward. "I want," she whispered and licked her lips. He parted his lips eager to taste her once more.
"I want tuna." Kyoko smiled at the confused look on his face. She pulled back to a normal distance and nodded. "Do you think they would have tuna steak here? A nice lightly grilled tuna steak with rice and some sautéed veggies."
Kuon laughed. "Dinner. It is about that time. Did you want to eat here or go out?"
She scrunched up her nose. "I don't want to leave tonight. I'm sure we can find something tasty from room service," she said and stood up.
Kuon's heart leaped into his throat at the sight of her rising from the water. His hands reluctantly fell along with her frame as she carefully moved out of the tub. He held out his hand to help her, even though she didn't need it. His eyes couldn't help but watch the little drips of water that ran down her skin as she stepped out. He leaned forward to watch her; beautiful pale skin, wrapped around a firm petite body, marred only by the dark spots that were imprinted by his mouth. They littered the front of her body, from her thighs, over her stomach, and around her breasts, and the addition of those made tonight was bright red and darkening nicely on her back. She would have a hard time covering those up with make-up. Maybe that will get her to wear something more when she goes out, he thought smugly.
She turned giving him her profile. Elegant arms reached out and picked up an oversized white towel giving him a glimpse of the delicate curve of her breast. She had such sweet little breasts that curved slightly below little brown nipples. The towel blocked his view as she pressed it along her body. She stepped slightly towards him as she dried off. His eyes followed the motion of her hands as she pushed the terry cloth down her body. All too soon, she maneuvered the towel around her back and wrapped it completely around her body.
"Are you getting out?" She asked completely oblivious to the eye feast he was indulging in.
"Yes," he said with his voice a little deeper than intended. He went to his knees as he watched her take a smaller towel to tussle in her hair. She smiled at him as he pushed himself out and then flushed as he stood up. He looked down and saw that he was hard. His sight returned to her and she was coyly looking at him, her cheeks colored red, her lower lip caught between her teeth and those heated gold eyes glanced up at him. Their eyes meet and she quickly looked away with a smile and a darker face.
"You're insatiable," she mumbled as he stepped out of the water closer to her.
"It's because you are so beautiful," he told her while pulling her closer to him. She willingly went into his arms but held on to the towel at her chest. "I'll never get enough of you."
She felt so giddy and the smile on her lips refused to budge. "You are going to spoil me if you keep talking like that."
He chuckled and curled his fingers around her ear. "That is the plan." She leaned in and he wrapped his arms around her. "To spoil you to the point that you will never stop smiling, that you will never want to leave my arms, and I'll lever lose your light or the warmth of your love."
She laughed and looked at him. "You make it sound like I'm the sun in our relationship, but you are the one that shines so brightly."
His head shook slightly and he softly caressed her face. "It's your light that I'm reflecting. You are the reason I can smile unguarded. Without you, I'd still be in the shadows."
"You give me too much credit. I haven't done anything for you to say such things." She started to look away but he lifted her chin.
"You have given everything you possibly can. How could I ever ask for more?" Her cheeks colored and he smirked at her. "Well, there is one more thing I want. It may be asking for a lot but I promise to give you something in return."
She blinked up at him waiting.
"Your last name," he whispered and she smiled bashfully. He leaned down and kissed her. It was a soft, sweet but short kiss that made her feel all fluttery inside.
"There you go again, whispering promises of forever while naked," she joked.
He groaned. "Will you give me a proper answer if we were dressed?"
Kyoko flushed. "I still think it is too soon." She bit her lip and nervously looked at him. "Is… is that okay?"
"Of course, so long as you stay by my side," he whispered. Kyoko smiled and nodded sending warmth through him. His right hand mindlessly came up to cup her face. She blinked up at him and flushed at the look on his face. She licked her lips and her eyes fluttered closed before he even had a chance to lean down to kiss her. He chuckled and moved to kiss her. As soon as their lips touched, her stomach growled and she gasped. His chuckle became a full-blown laugh and he kissed the top of her head. "Dry your hair, I'll go and order your dinner."
He took a single step to the side to go around her and she stopped him, "Wait." He stopped and she took the towel around her body and wrapped it around his. He smiled and let his eyes drift down her now bare body. "Hey," she called out to him and yanked at the towel to get his attention. When his eyes met hers, she corrected him, "Our dinner. You have to eat too."
He flinched and pressed his lips together. "Is there anything I can say or do to allow me to please skip this meal?"
Her face fell into sad lines of concern. "Kuon, you have to eat," she whined. "Just a little bit, please?" He let out a huff but nodded. She beamed up at him and pressed her naked body up against his. "Thank you! It doesn't have to be much. An appetizer or a salad or something."
"Yeah, okay," he snorted. "But it's not fair of you to use your body to manipulate me."
She gasped and pulled back immediately, covering up her breasts. "That was not my intention! I just didn't want you to go out there bare."
He smiled. "I know." He kissed her head and stepped around her as she tried to cover up. As soon as he passed by, he reached down and pinched her butt making her yelp.
"Kuon!" she shrieked making him laugh as he left. Kyoko idly rubbed her bottom where he pinched her. It didn't hurt, but the touch lingered and made her feel warm. She stepped up to the vanity to dry her hair and caught sight of her flushed self in the mirror. There are so many! Her eyes drifted down to her chest and she proceeded to touch each hickey with one of her fingertips. She snorted as she had to use two hands and even then, she could have reached a few more both above and below. She sighed and ran her hands down her stomach. The urge to cover up fluttered through her mind, but it was so warm, borderline hot in the room. Her fingers slide down to her thighs and she unconsciously bit her lower lip. So hot.
A shudder ran through her and she let out a noisy huff. "Who is the needy one then?" she grumbled to herself and quickly grabbed a robe to put on. Kuon came in as she was nearly done blow-drying her hair. She glanced up at him through the mirror as he stepped up behind her. Not wanting to blow hot air on him, she lowered the dryer and turned it off. She smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her fluffy hair.
"Food and wine are on the way," he announced and she raised an eyebrow.
"Wine?"
He shrugged as if it was nothing, but she could see the smirk on his face even if it was half-hidden in her hair. She twisted around in his arms with a suspicious little glare. "What are you trying to do to me, Hizuri-san."
He frowned at not only the name but the question. "You don't have to drink if you don't want to." He raised his hand and brushed across her cheek with the back of his fingers. "I would never expect or force you to do something you didn't want to."
Her smile widened as she leaned into his touch. "Ah, but there is a problem."
"What?" He asked concerned.
"I find myself wanting to." She turned dark hazy eyes up at him making his heart leap. Her arms slipped around his waist. He groaned softly and his eyes fluttered closed as she ran her hands up his back with a little pressure. "I want to drink with you. I want to stay out late with you." She leaned forward and he looked down as her breath blew across his chest. "I want to be in your arms…," she licked her lips and softly added, "in your bed." Kyoko boldly leaned in and kissed him over his heart.
A rumble came from his chest and she felt his hand claw through her hair to the back of her head. She rolled her eyes up to look at his face, to see the hungry longing look fill his green eyes. The heat radiating from that look on his face made her face flush hot. She locked her eyes on his as she parted her lips and licked up the curve of his pec. She could feel his hands clench at the back of her robe and in her hair. He growled and her world tipped backward.
Kyoko could only whimper as his lips crashed down upon hers. She quickly dropped her jaw before her lips bruised under his aggressive touch. His mouth demanded entry and she allowed it. The slick thick tongue swept into her mouth as the strength of his arms practically lifted her off the ground to press against him. She kept a hold of him with her arms around his ribs, though even if she were to let go, she wouldn't budge an inch. Thankfully, the only direction she wanted to go was forward. Her leg slipped over the soft fabric of his pants. The moment her knee hit his hip, the hand at her back dropped down to grab her thigh. She yelped at the touch of his hot hand on her bare skin but she wasn't sure if it was shock or thrill. There was no time to think about it, not that her brain was able to do so because she was being lifted.
At first, her bum hit the edge of the sink and she was pushed firmly on it while they continued to messily kiss each other. His hands came forward and she felt him tug at the belt of her robe. Knowing he would have it off before she could assist, she pulled her arms out from under his and slid over his shoulders and into his hair. Soon the terry cloth robe was pulled away from the front of her body to be replaced with soft taut skin over hard muscle. She moaned into his mouth as he ran his large hands over her thighs and around her bare back.
God, she loved him. She loved kissing and touching him. The way his mouth tasted, the feeling of his lips on hers, his tongue teasing her. How the firm touch of his hands roamed her flesh, sliding up her back and curving around her ribs to cup her breasts, electrifying her skin and leaving her craving more. It made her mind fuzzy, her heart swell and she hoped he felt the same way.
Kuon pulled her hips to the edge of the counter, wrapping her legs around his hips in the process. Her head was forced back as his hips rocked his hardened arousal against her delicate core. "Kuon," she moaned out his name as he kissed down her neck.
"Kyoko," he groaned as he moved back up towards her lips. "I love you," he rumbled as his hands stroked up her body making her body arch towards him. "God, I can't get enough of you." His forehead knocked into hers as he groped her breast. Her fingers clawed into his hair and he closed his eyes at the feel of her nails scratching his scalp.
"I'm going to hold you to that," she stated and he blinked at her confused. She smiled at the look on his face and clarified, "Not getting enough of me." She tilted her head and licked her lips. "Promise me," she leaned to the side as if to kiss him but held back that fraction of an inch away. "Promise that you'll never tire of me," she finished in the softest of voices. Her voice almost warbled in fear and need.
His hand came up and cupped her face, "If I could spend a hundred lifetimes with you, it would still never be enough."
She pushed that last bit and Kuon embraced her as they kissed. He lifted her and her arms and legs hugged him. He made their way out of the bathroom and the feeling of the soft bed was soon beneath her. She sat down and Kuon started to push the robe off her shoulders. The kiss broke as she moved to pull her arms out. Her body instinctively leaned back as he trailed kisses down her chest while he moved to kneel on the ground between her knees. Once she was freed, she sat back up and cupped his face with both her hands. Tilting his face up, she stole his lips once more. The tip of her tongue barely slipped passed his lips and glided along with his when a loud knock thundered at the door.
Kuon groaned and dropped his head on top of her shoulder causing Kyoko to giggle. "I'll go get it," she offered and twisted to get her robe back on.
"No, I've got it. I'm still dressed," he insisted and stood up.
Kyoko blushed to see his current state right in front of her face. "Um, Kuon. I really think I should go." He looked down at her with both her hands at her mouth and a cute girly blush on her cheeks. She pointed shyly at his groin and he saw the decent-sized tent he was sporting.
"Right," he agreed but then looked down at her, and his desire to keep her undressed was warring with how much he cared about letting the delivery guy see a normally embarrassing state. With another eager knock at the door, Kyoko already bounced off the bed with the robe swinging up onto her shoulders.
"Coming!" she yelled out as she stepped next to him. She paused, her hand landing on his bicep, leaned up, and gave him a quick peck. "Relax. I'll get it." Kyoko slipped away before he could grab her again. He watched her disappear and her melodic voice greet the person who interrupted them.
"Sorry for keeping you," she said in English. A male voice replied and he took a step towards the door entrance. His hackles instantly raised. The sudden need to monopolize her, to protect her, to keep her away from any other males that could steal her away filled him. He peeked past the wall and saw an older gentleman pushing the cart through the doorway. He was all grey thinning hair, with hunched shoulders and a weathered face. Kuon ran his hand over his face dismissing his internal caveman and watched as Kyoko bowed in thanks to him. He smiled softly at her and bid her a good evening before leaving. She closed the door behind him and turned instantly seeing him watching her. The woman beamed a smile so bright, so warm at him that his heart instantly burst causing him to sway a bit and had to catch himself to keep from falling.
Thankfully, Kyoko didn't catch it as she was more focused on the food. She rolled the cart into the room. "Kuon, can you smell this!? It smells delicious. What did you get us?"
Kuon took a breath before he was able to speak. The cart was within arm's reach, so he lifted the basting cover to show her perfectly cooked and sliced tuna steak, slightly charted with a peppercorn crust and a wasabi cream sauce. It was on top of a bed of red rice and a side of long green beans.
"Tuna!" She squealed making him chuckle.
"As promised," he replied as he set the cover to the side. "And for dessert," he lifted another with a smaller cover. Beneath it was a large white square that was dusted with something light brown.
"What is it? It smells like cinnamon."
He shrugged. "They called it latiya. I asked for something local and sweet."
She laughed and nodded. Picking up a fork, she took off the corner of the square and ate it. He watched her taste the dessert in quiet contemplation. "It's cake but it's like soaked in cream or something. It's vanilla and cinnamon."
"Do you like it?"
Her face brightened and she nodded sharply once. "Yes!" She pressed the tongs of the fork against her plump lower lip as she looked at the meal before her. "Where is yours?"
He snorted and saw the white paper wrapped tube on a plate. He grabbed it and tossed it in the air once before catching it in his hand. "Right here." Her brow furrowed but she wore a crooked smile or frown. He ripped off the top portion of his meal to reveal a sandwich. He took a bite of it and begrudgingly started to chew.
Kyoko laughed, which made her whole face light up. Once it drifted off, she was left with the sweetest of smiles and she whispered, "Thank you, Kuon." He swallowed the lump of food as his mouth went dry as the urge to kiss her overwhelmed him.
"I guess this is the wine," she said as she lifted the bottle of… well some sort of wine. "Bo…ur...gu…."
"Bourgueil," Kuon said the French word smoothly making her huff but then smile.
"Okay, show off," she pouted as she set the bottle down in favor of her meal. "I thought you drank scotch or something. Since when did you know about wine?" She carted her dish to the table as she spoke.
"Pretentious parties," he confessed. "They like telling you about the expensive bottles of French wine you are about to drink. They will tell you everything about it if you give them half a breath to do so." Kuon lifted the bottle and the bottle opener to pop it open as he spoke, "And for your information, the scotch was a gift from a producer along with most of the bottles of alcohol I have. I don't know why, but I've been getting alcohol as gifts since I was 19."
Kyoko laughed. "I'm not surprised. You are one of the few actors in Japan that get cast for roles that are older than your actual age. Normally, everyone your age plays teenagers. Most of the time, they don't stop playing teenagers until they hit 30 or so and yet you are playing mid-twenty-year-old teacher and adult undead serial killers."
He uncorked the bottle with more force than needed after hearing that. "Are you saying I look old?" He scoffed.
Kyoko's eyes widened halfway toward taking her first bite. She looked up at him and quickly shook her head. "No! Not old. Mature. You look mature! It's a compliment! Truly!"
He shot her a little glare as he walked up to the table with the open bottle and two wine glasses held between his long fingers. He gestured to her asking if she wanted some and she nodded, but still looked nervous about her previous comment. He put both glasses down and proceeded to lean down to pour her a small glass, but as he did so, he pushed down further to press a kiss on her forehead. She let out a breath and he smiled at the release of the tension in her body. He shook his head as he leaned back and poured the wine in his glass. He softly grumbled in teasing, "telling me I look old."
"Kuon, you do not look old!" she bellowed earnestly. Her whole face was scrunched up and she had her fork in her fist as she tried to take back her words. "You are incredibly handsome!"
He sat down and lifted his glass watching her squirm. "Yeah? What else?"
She peeked over at him and saw him smiling from behind his glass. His green eyes were twinkling with laughter and she angrily huffed. "You are also the greatest Bully ever!" She crumbled up a napkin and threw it at him as he laughed.
Kyoko eagerly dived into her meal as he resigned to choke down his. The mood was quiet, relaxed, yet intimate. They were eating at the small table that was pressed against the wall next to the window. There was a small balcony that would allow them to step outside but was too small for the table which was a shame. He glanced at the cart and saw that they did include the candles he asked for, and a small vase of dark pink peonies, which he did not ask for but appreciated. Kuon set his sandwich down and stood up. Kyoko glanced up at him as he moved to the cart. She continued to eat as he grabbed the flowers and put them over to the table, next to her plate. She swallowed the bite as he went back and forth setting up two little candles on the table and proceeded to light them. Once lit, he went to throw away the match and turn off the light before coming back.
She was fighting back a laugh, but her lips couldn't stop the smile as she watched him finish and then casually sit back down across the table. Their eyes met and he nodded before picking up his offensive meal and forcing another bite. Her eyes moved to the first flickering candle and then the next and then to the pretty little flowers in the tiny clear vase and then back up at him. He was looking at her as if it was nothing once again like it was normal to eat under candlelight and flowers on the tiniest little table for every meal. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do or say about it. It was the silliest thing ever and yet…
She looked up at him.
And yet… It's absolutely wonderful. He was smiling softly at her. Those green eyes shining, the flicker of the flame making them seem more dreamlike than normal. He lifted the wine glass again and held it up towards her. She bit her lip, set her fork down, and lifted her glass as well.
"What are we toasting to?" She asked and he shrugged.
"To a wonderful night," he said simply and clinked his glass to hers. He pulled it over to his lips as Kyoko quickly added, "And to many more."
He halted midway and glanced at her. His smile brightened and the warmth in his eyes intensified making her heart skip. "For forever and a day," he concluded and took a sip.
She flushed as she pulled the glass towards her lips. She was too flustered to take it easy and she took a mouthful of the heady drink before she remembered what it was that she was drinking. She hastily pulled it back and with her free hand touched her lips. She closed her eyes as she swallowed and puffed out a breath.
"Is it too strong?" Kuon asked worriedly.
"Haaa," she sounded out a breath and licked her lips. After a moment, she spoke as she shook her head, "It was simply unexpected."
"It's okay if you don't like it. Most people don't like wine, especially red." He lifted his hand to take the glass. "I'll drink it."
She took the glass away from his reach. "Wait, let me get used to it. It's not like the others you gave me."
He surrendered and retreated. "The others were mixed drinks where only a portion of it is alcohol and the rest is mostly fruit juice. They are an easy transition to alcohol."
She leaned back and looked into the glass at the wine. It was a light red color, oddly enough it matched the color of the flowers on the table. Did he do that on purpose? She looked up at him as he watched her. "If most people don't like wine, why did you buy it tonight?"
The corner of his lips tweaked up slightly. "I was curious if you would like it. I got the lightest one of their options. It's a rosé, which is usually light and fruity. You should be able to smell the cherry in it." Intrigued, she pulled the glass to her nose and inhaled. It smelled like wine, not cherries. She shook her head.
"It's okay. Like I said, if you don't like it, I'll drink it. Wine is more my style than the mixed drinks," he explained as he poured more into his glass.
"Then you don't like the hard stuff either?" She asked.
"I do. I'll drink just about anything so long as it isn't too sweet. But, believe it or not, I get plastered drinking straight scotch. I can handle one drink and then I'm done. With wine, well it would take a whole bottle before it affects me. It is a very nice casual drink for a nice evening with my girl." He leaned back in his chair with a smile as she blushed at his comment.
"Flirt," she murmured and this time took a soft slow sip of the drink. That breath-taking taste was the first thing she tasted again and she struggled to find the fruit in the glass. It wasn't sweet at all, but at the same time, it wasn't bitter. There was an odd mix of flavors to the drink that she simply could not identify, but she supposed that was to be expected since this was her first time tasting it. However, she has had sake before, and this was better than that.
"You don't like it," he stated as she thought about the drink.
"It's not bad," she countered.
"But…."
She considered her next words giving them some real thought before saying, "It's not something I would choose."
He chuckled and nodded. "That was a very polite response."
She huffed and set the glass down. "I'm being honest. It's not bad, but it isn't good either. I don't taste or smell cherries. It's not sweet, nor is it sour. It's also got some weird taste when I first drink it like it takes my breath away the moment it hits my tongue."
"Really?" He took a sip of it again as if trying to taste what she did. "It's not a dry wine though."
"Dry?" she asked confused.
"It's that odd taste you are describing, but that usually happens on the stronger reds. Maybe you are more sensitive to it," he reasoned and took another sip.
She was still in the middle of her meal, so she picked up her fork to eat again as she spoke, "Well, I can honestly say that it tastes better than sake. I'd take this over that any day."
Kuon softly laughed and nodded. "Did you drink the basic junmai?"
"I guess." She couldn't remember. All she remembered is that it was clear and tasted bad.
"Hmm," Kuon sounded deep in thought.
She watched him for a moment, "What hmm? Why hmm?"
He lifted his eyes to hers and shook his head. "Nothing. I was thinking. I know a few types that you might like."
Kyoko laughed. "Are you trying to make me into a lush?"
He smiled. "Sorry, I promise I'm not. I'm just…" he hesitated and she had to prompt him to continue. He shrugged and gave her the most adorable boyish smile she had ever seen. "I'm using it as an excuse to spend some time with you. It's something you are interested in and I'm the only one that can provide it for you. That means you'll plan to be with me later."
She couldn't believe her ears. He thinks he needs an excuse, a medium, to see me? Shouldn't he be worried that I'd be knocking at his door every minute of every day like some obsessive stalker?! I'm the one that should be trying to think of ways to get him to see me, not the other way around!
"Kyoko?" He said with his voice sounding a little worried.
She shook her head clearing her thoughts. "Kuon, you don't need an excuse to meet up with me. You just need to…" she faltered as her brain started to complete the sentence finding it rather embarrassing to say now.
"To what?" He prompted almost eagerly awaiting her words.
She looked at her plate and poked at her food. "Call me," she finished in a soft voice. "I'll come over once your day is done."
"Or I can come to pick you up," he amended and that made her blush more.
She licked her lips and nodded. "Well, sure, since Daruma-ya is on the way to your place that is fine."
"There, or anywhere." He reached out and lightly touched her free hand that was resting on the table. "I can pick you up after your day is done on set. It wouldn't matter where in you are." His fingers tips slipped over hers.
Her eyes were glued to their hands because she was too timid to look up at him. "I couldn't ask you to do that."
"But I want to," he said sincerely. "If it means spending that much more time with you, then it is worth it."
Her face was burning as she nodded. "I would like that," she mumbled but couldn't look up at him.
"Then it's a deal," he whispered and her breath hitched as he pulled her hand up from the table. She looked at their hands, her smaller fingers were lightly gripped over his as he pulled her towards him. Her arm stretched out and he leaned in and her cheeks burned knowing what he was going to do. Their eyes locked on each other as he pressed a soft kiss on the back of her hand. Suddenly, the vision of him went blurry.
"Why are you crying?" He asked his voice shocked.
Kyoko quickly retracted her hand and she lifted another napkin to quickly soak up the tears that suddenly fell.
Kuon was instantly at her side, kneeling beside her in great concern. "Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry. What did I do?"
She shook her head as she dapped her eyes. "Nothing. Nothing is wrong." She sniffed and struggled to stop her tears. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying. I'm sorry," she repeated.
"Shh, it's fine," he comforted and leaned up to hug her. It was awkward with the position but still wanted. She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder as she told herself to calm down. He lightly patted her head and rubbed her back which made her smile. When he sensed that she had calmed down, he pulled back and gave her a curious little smile. It made her giggle and his smile got bigger.
"I know what will make you feel better," he stated.
"What?"
Stretching that tall frame over behind him, grabbed the small plate with the dessert and presented it before her. "Something sweet."
She took in the vision in front of her. Ren Tsuruga, aka Kuon Hizuri, was kneeling in front of her with a sweet dessert dressed in nothing but a pair of black cotton pants and a heart-stopping, breath-taking, heavenly smile that was only meant for her.
He had no idea that the tears that erupted from her were because of the pure, unadulterated joy and happiness she was experiencing because of him, because of his words and his actions. It was so overwhelming that she couldn't help but start to cry.
Looking at him now, she nodded even as a few more tears ran down her cheek. She took a breath so that she could speak with a clear voice and a genuine smile, "You always give me exactly what I need."
He returned the smile and set the plate down on the table. His now free hand reached over and wiped away another stray tear. "And everything you could ever want," he added, making her snort.
"Check," she touched the edge of the plate with the dessert, "and check," she said and touched the middle of his chest. He glanced down at where she touched and she grinned at him even with watery eyes. "Everything I want," she concluded.
He let out a breathy laugh and when he looked up at her, his eyes were glassy too. But rather than letting his tears fall, he closed his eyes, leaned in, and kissed her.