Yays two updates in one day! If you read the last chapter, you probably figured out that this one is going to be a little spicy. If not.. here is your warning.
* This chapter contains suggestive material, but nothing explicit. Please read at your own discresion.*
Ok, now that that is taken care of, ENJOY! :)
Note: I do not own Skip Beat!
Catherine woke up when the early morning light sipped into the unfamiliar room. Catherine relaxed on the strange bed as she tried to clear the fuzz from her brain. She was not really a morning person, but the alcohol last night made her groggier than usual. It wasn't until the man behind her rolled over and slipped his arm around her that everything came flooding back. Her heart skipped as he buried his face into the nape of her neck and inhaled deeply before drifting back off to sleep. She did not need to lift the sheets to know that they were less then fully clothed. She turned the events of the night before over in her mind and looked at the alarm clock nearby. Five am was still too early to get up so she snuggled back into the man cuddling her. She could feel the moan of pleasure that rumbled from his chest as she pressed into him. She closed her eyes and settled back into sleep for a little longer.
Yashiro opened his eyes and studied the face of the woman pillowing her head on his arms. Catherine had rolled over in his arms and had both of her hands pinned against his chest. Yashiro removed his free arm from the woman's side and brushed the loose strands of hair from her face. The soft touch on her cheek disturbed her dream and her eyes fluttered open as she drew in a deep breathe that was not quite a yawn.
"Good morning beautify." Yashiro whispered to the girl. Catherine let out a contented sound and wiggled a little closer to the man wrapped around her. Her movement caused their legs to rub together where they were still tangled. He could feel his desire for her rising again and he wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her even closer.
"I see you're glad to see me." Catherine giggled as she teased him.
"Definitely." Yashiro answered before he pressed his lips to hers, rolled her to her back and showed her how 'glad' he really was.
Yashiro laid back on the mattress and tried to catch his breath. He wiped the light sheen of sweat off his forehead and fanned himself trying to cool off from his activities. His attention returned to the girl by his side when a termer ran her body. Yashiro reveled in the thought that he had left her twitching as he moved to place a light kiss on her lips again. He pulled back to be met with a soft distant look in her eyes as the endorphins addled her mind a little. This just served to stir his desire again, but he pushed it down. He had arranged for Ren to have most of the morning off, but time was getting on and he knew they needed to get up. Yashiro rolled over and picked up the brown yukata that he use as a robe and draped it over the girl and kissed her lightly again.
"Go on and take a shower first." Yashiro nodded towards the bathroom before lifting himself from the bed and getting a second yukata out for himself. "I'll start getting things ready for the day." Yashiro paused in his movements just long enough to watch the girl sit up and slip into his new favorite yukata. He sighed and left the room. He was never going to be able to look at that article of clothing the same way again.
Yashiro walked into the living room to check out the carnage that their night had left. They had forgotten everything else after Yashiro had fallen on top of his guest. He took a deep breath, picked up his glasses from the table, and started to clear away the mess. He turned off the television and took the wine glasses to the kitchen before returning to gather the articles of clothing strung around the room. He folded each piece gently until he came to the dress he had taken off Catherine. He collected it up and pressed it to his face to breathe in the soft scent of the roses and jasmine lingering on the material. He let out a deep sigh and laid the dress out to fold it up. As he matched up the front edges, he notices a few of the little pearl buttons were missing. A slight hint of red crept into the man's face as he remembered the heavy handed way he had removed the dress. A quick search located the wayward buttons and he secured them in a plastic bag so they would not get lost again.
Yashiro took the pile of Catherine's clothing into the bedroom and set them on the bed. He paused just long enough to listen to her in the shower before he started scrounging in the bottom of his closet. He came out with a pair of his old jeans that were just a little too tight, but he had not wanted to get rid of. He unfolded and looked at denim. Happy that they should work, he folded them back and added a soft gray t-shirt, a clean towel, and a new toothbrush to them. He took the pile of clean clothing and set the pile of yesterday's clothing on top before he tapped on the bathroom door and opened it up.
"I have a towel and some clothing for you." Yashiro separated the two piles out and sat them on the counter. He also placed the pieces of Catherine's jewelry that he found in the living room on top of the bag of buttons. "I'm going to set the clothing on the counter and the towel on the toilet." Catherine called a thank you to him and Yashiro slipped out of the bathroom while he could still resist the urge to climb in the shower with her.
Catherine sat up and slipped into the yukata that Yashiro had offered her. She sat still for a few more minutes until she was sure that her legs would hold her. She kept having little spasms that ran the nerves in her legs. Once she was sure she could stand without falling, she pushed herself up and found her way to the bathroom for a quick hot shower. She was thinking about her situation when she heard Yashiro knock on the door and let himself into the bathroom. Her heart jumped a little as he entered. She was almost certain that he was going to come join her when she heard his voice ring out over the running water. A light pang of regret passed through her when she realized she was wrong and he left. She shook herself before killing the hot water. She stood in the rapidly cooling water to chill her head.
Catherine shut the water off before she froze and wrapped herself in the fluffy towel that her host had left for her. She chuckled as she saw the two piles of clothing set out for her. She picked up the little bag of buttons before deciding to go with the stack of his clothing. She picked out a few things she needed from her original clothing before slipping into the pants offered to her. They were just a little big, but rode nicely on her hip bones without a belt. She buried her face in the shirt and breathed in the warm scent that she had come to recognize as Yashiro before pulling the soft fabric over her head. After she was done using the new toothbrush, she considered adding it to her pile of clothing to take with her, but decided to drop it in the cup with his. She had a sneaking suspicion that this would not be the last morning that she would use his bathroom. After replacing her jewelry, she gathered her clothing and the borrowed yukata and went to find her host.
Catherine folded the yukata and laid it across the foot of the bed. She considered making it for a moment, but realized that he was REALLY going to have to change the sheets, so she left it in disarray. She dropped her stack of clothing on the table and slipped into the kitchen to find Yashiro flipping the last of the fried eggs onto olive green plated.
Yashiro turned the fire off and plopped the eggs onto the plate for breakfast. His breathe caught as a pair of warm hands slid from his spine, around his sides, and came to rest on his chest. A shiver of pleasure ran his frame as the girl the hands were attached too pressed into his back and rested her cheek on his shoulder.
"Thank you." Her words vibrated through her chest and penetrated him to the core. He dropped his free hand to where hers arms crossed and pinned them there for a moment. He just wanted to feel her pressed into him again. After a few seconds, he released her and turned to face her. Catherine stepped back so he could have some space to maneuver. Yashiro ran his eyes up and down the object of his affection standing before him in his clothing.
"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" Yashiro penetrated the girl with his eyes.
"Yes you have." Catherine blushed lightly from the intensity of his gaze.
"Have I told you that I love you?" Catherine's heart flopped in her chest.
"No you have not." She swallowed her nervousness. After last night, she was sure if his feelings, but to be shown it and to be told it are two different things. Yashiro took her fingers in both of his hands and raised them up to his chest and looked deeply into her eyes.
"I love you." His words were almost a whisper as he raised her hands together to his lips and place a kiss on them. Catherine nearly fainted from the overwhelming emotion held in those words. Catherine separated his hands and stepped into the circled of his arm to kiss the man soundly. When they separated for air, Catherine looked into his eyes again.
"If you don't go get a shower, we are never going to get out of here today." Yashiro chucked at his love and kissed her softly once more before releasing her to go face the hot water that he was sure would make the nail marks on his back sting.
Catherine pulled up in front of Ren's building to drop Yashiro off. To both of their surprise, they actually made it out of Yashiro's apartment with just enough time to get to work without giving their charges cause to worry. Yashiro gathered his things and leaned over to kiss the driver goodbye.
"I'll give you a call as soon as I get my damaged phone replaced." Yashiro sighed as Kyoko chuckled at the boy's plight. Yashiro opened the door and started to get out, but was stopped when Catherine placed her hand on his shoulder. She leaned over and placed a light kiss on his check and smiled at him.
"By the way, I love you too." She whispered to him and pushed him the rest of the way out of the car. Yashiro stood in amazement as Catherine waved good bye, shut the door, and drove off.
Far above, Ren looked up from his coffee as he though he heard excited cheering from the street.
Kyoko studied Catherine as she hummed a familiar tune and drove to the studio. There was something off about her manager. She was happy, but she had been in a very good mood for a while now, so that was not it. Kyoko wondered if it was the t-shirt that the woman was wearing, she usually wore a tank top under her coat. It did not look quite right with the earrings the woman was wearing either. Kyoko had also noticed that the pants were hemmed a little long for her shoes. Catherine could feel the girl's eyes on her as Kyoko tried to figure how Catherine was different today. Catherine glanced at her and Kyoko realized that Catherine was not wearing makeup today either.
"How was your date?" Catherine dropped the question on the girl so that she would stop scrutinizing her. Kyoko blushed and muttered something. "Come again. I didn't hear that." Kyoko blushed harder and took a deep breather before repeating herself.
"I asked him that question." Kyoko hung her head as if she had done something shameful. Catherine would have known what question it was even if she had not watched the video.
"And?" Catherine prompted the girl to go on.
"He told me he ..lo..v..ed me." Kyoko tried to hide in her seat.
"Fantastic!" Catherine cheered. "It's about time the boy manned up." Kyoko stared at her manager in horror.
"How did you know he liked me?" Kyoko could not believe it.
"It was obvious that he liked you to anyone watching." Catherine told Kyoko the truth. Kyoko stared at her with an open mouth. "The only way that it would have been more obvious to the casual observer is if Yashiro had actually gotten those neon signs he had been looking into." Kyoko's horror grew more.
"Yashiro-san knows!" The teen almost squeaked.
"Darling, Yashiro probably knew before Ren did." Catherine chuckled to herself. "That man pays amazing attention to detail." Kyoko was so caught up in her own thoughts that she missed the shiver that ran Catherine's body as she thought of Ren's manager.
Yashiro knocked on Ren's door before letting himself in. The manager had walked up the steps to give himself time to calm down so that he would not give anything away to his charge. Ren looked up at the man from his seat on the sofa where he was reading his script and drinking his morning coffee. Ren noticed that his manager had a lighter step than normal.
"How was your night?" Ren asked as he stood up and cleared his things away so they could leave.
"It was good." Yashiro kept his answer vague. "How was yours?" Ren could hear the fan-girl bubbling under the surface.
"It was productive." Yashiro bounced at his words.
"And?" He prompted, Ren sighed. He could tell that Yashiro already knew what happened, but he was not sure how the information had gotten out.
"I told her." Yashiro let out a squeal that would have woken the neighbors if the apartment wasn't soundproof.
"AND!" Yashiro wanted all of the juicy detail. Ren smiled.
"She promised to call me by my name." Yashiro was dumbfounded that this was as far as the actor had gotten.
"You didn't kiss her?" Disappointment filled the manager's voice.
"No." Ren sighed and looked at his manager. "But it looks like you did."
"What?" Yashiro looked at his charge confused. Ren pointed to a spot on his neck.
"You have something right there." Yashiro excused himself to the bathroom and let out an odd squeak. Right at the base of his neck, just above his shirt line was a dark purple mark leftover from last night. Yashiro cursed himself for not noticing it earlier. Yashiro rejoined his snickering charge in the living room.
"And what do you have to say for yourself?" Ren couldn't keep a straight face as he teased his manager. Yashiro shot him a very serious face before grinning like a fool.
"That woman has sharp nails."
Authors note: I couldn't just toss them in bed without an aftermath. This was so much fun to write. I hope you all liked it!