Prisoner
Chapter 9: "Kiss"
"It's the most awaited scene of the series. It must be perfect since - you know how critical and sensitive the audience is to these things. A fail in a romantic scene crushes a romantic series. You're Tsuruga Ren, you know that better than-" Kyoko chose to stop talking, her palms were sweaty, she was breathless from her rapped monologue, or perhaps the predatory gleam in Tsuruga Ren's eyes knocked the air out of her.
He was angry, his eerie silence throughout the day wasn't normal. He was angry and disappointed, to the point where the Tsuruga Ren she didn't know, the dangerous one, possessed his body.
At least the word vomit made him freeze in place, now the tips of their noses were touching, his six-four-feet-high frame crouched down to meet her five-foot-four, she held her breath when he spoke.
"That's how he convinced you." It was clearly not a question, but it was said through gritted teeth and hard enough to send shivers down her spine.
Kyoko chewed on her lips, nervousness eating at her, "I was stupid, I wasn't thinking straight, I was tipsy and nervous about today's shoot. I grabbed the easiest way—"
"You were drinking?" he bit out.
The controlled anger in his voice was worse than an actual bellow, Kyoko no longer dared to say another word; it seemed that whatever came out of her mouth only made things worse.
His intense grey eyes seemed to pierce through her. Ren was gritting his teeth now,
"I shouldn't have left you alone. Never alone, while we're doing this project." he stared into Kyoko's eyes, lthough it felt like he was talking more to himself than to her.
Kyoko released her breath at the realization that she wasn't really the focus of his stare. Then she yelped when his fingers clamped around her upper arms.
"Tsuruga-san." His attention was back to her now.
"I won't force you like he did, nor play games, but I can't do this anymore." They were nose to nose, Kyoko could feel his breath against her mouth. His gaze, his eyes, switching from blue to gray thrilled her suddenly.
"Push me away, or else you wouldn't be able to turn back now." Mogami Kyoko would never dare to push him away. She was his. If it wasn't pathetic, she'd do anything he asked of her.
"I won't push you away." She whispered and the paper-thin gap that separated their lips closed up when Ren took her mouth in a hungry kiss.
"So soft." He whispered before moving in again, his right hand cupping her jaw.
Kyoko opened her mouth when she felt a softness probe her lips open, "mmm…" she moaned, she'd never been kissed the way he was kissing her. Hot. Passionate.
Tsuruga Ren knew what he was doing. Slow and heavy, he knew that Kyoko would adjust more quickly, but it's taking all of his self-control not to go all caveman on her.
He groaned when he felt her hands clutch on his coat, unsure of what to do. Her innocence and willingness combined were all it took to push him to the edge.
He stopped and murmured, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for this." he said before carrying her over to the couch to where Kyoko, for once, caved into the wishes of her heart.
The set looked exactly the way it was described on the script for episode 17. When they shot the first scene earlier by the seashore, it was beautiful, they reserved the place so they were the only people on the island, the umbrellas by the beach were colorful, they needed to shoot in a night scene but they needed a bit of a sun for the light so they shot earlier than the timeframe in the story.
Now Kyoko entered the kitchen where she was supposed to be shooting with Shoutaro, it was a real kitchen for a high class resort, they needed a kitchen fit for a school trip, humble like what the writer and director wanted, so they will only shoot a small portion of the kitchen to have that effect.
The crew was busy setting up the cameras and equipments so Kyoko stayed put on her seat to review her script… or so she tried.
She'd been restless all day. 'Ah! She screamed in her head. What did just happen in my trailer? Was it all a dream?' she asked herself then took a round mirror from her backpack, studying her face then her neck, where a purplish mark peaked out of her stupid costume. They made her wear a white sleeveless sundress where the neckline dipped low. She concealed the hickey with make-up but it was too deep. She was able to make it look reddish instead of purple though.
"No, definitely not a dream." She sighed, defeated. 'Wah! How am I going to face Tsuruga-san now?' she slumped back into her actor's seat, exhausted while she replayed the encounter earlier in her head.
More… she wanted more if it were possible. She needed something desperately, what it was, she didn't know. The couch in her trailer was miniature but Tsuruga Ren fit in with her, she was sitting sideways on top of him at the beginning, but he slipped her to his side to deepen their kiss, so she was lying on her back while he hovered over her. Both of her legs across his thighs while she leaned back. Overwhelmed and her teenager hormones on overdrive for the first time, Kyoko's hands boldly, and unconsciously touched and traveled Ren's torso.
She circled her arms around his neck and he moaned when she pulled him closer, giving him deeper access while her hands continued to slide down his waist, rubbing up and down his torso. He'd already removed his coat so he was left with his white button-up long-sleeved shirt, which was soft against Kyoko's hands and stimulating against his skin.
She gasped when Ren bit her lower lip, she reciprocated, biting gently on his, sucking, nibbling—
'Knock. Knock. Knock.'
"Kyoko-chan! We need you and Fuwa on the set in fifteen minutes!" the female production assistant's voice resounded through the trailer door and then footsteps on the sand began and faded after a few seconds.
Kyoko froze, Ren groaned and buried his face on the crook of her neck, she didn't realize she was holding her breath until the person was gone and she again stared up at the amazing bluish-gray eyes of Tsuruga Ren.
"I can hear your heartbeat." Ren mumbled against her neck, indeed, her heartbeat was pounding hard against her chest. Why wouldn't it? She just shared an intense moment with Tsuruga Ren and nearly got busted for it. If the president learned, she's dead since she can't have a relationship. She can't even back out of her words of 'locking her heart' forever.
"Mm." Kyoko flinched when she realized what Ren was doing as soon as she felt him lick the left side of neck and suck on it, his hands were on her waist and jaw, holding her in place since her legs were still flung across his lap.
The assault of his lips on her neck ended and he straightened, he thumbed her lower lip and uttered, "So you don't forget. We'll talk after the shoot." With those words, he left her trailer. Left her dumbfounded, he seemed to have everything mapped out while she was just figuring out what just occurred.
Kyoko sighed while staring at the purple mark on her neck through her pocket mirror. She was able to cover it with a little conceiler.
Her first 'real' kiss, she allowed a momentary smile pass her lips. It felt good and she's never felt anything like it before. She shook her head, reminding herself that she had to keep her head clear since she's on the job.
"Asami-chan really knows her craft. From the sea-urchin walking around in pink over-alls, you look exactly like the character you're playing right now."
Kyoko's blood turned called and she straightened her spine the moment she heard Shou's voice behind her, and a second later he was in front of her, standing in a deep blue v-neck cotton shirt, so light-weight that it fit and molded into his toned physique really well, a pair of skinny-fit acid washed jeans made his legs look endless. He looked expensive, and dangerous, Kyoko felt a foreboding feeling and reminded herself what she's there for.
"Well, that is my job after all." She said calmly, not bothering to meet his eyes, instead, she placed back her pocket mirror in her bag.
Shou frowned, his taunt wasn't able to ruffle her up like it used to. Something's not right here, last night she was acting like a deer caught in headlights, this afternoon she acted like she was out of it, and now she acted like she couldn't be bothered by the most fucking famous rock star in the country.
Which could only mean one thing… "What happened between you and that Tsuruga?" he bit out and unsurprisingly that caught Kyoko's attention. He took note of how her eyes widened in shock,
"So, something did happen?" Shou egged on, trying to sound light but he couldn't keep the edge out of his tone. She schooled her features before standing up, her full height only coming up to his shoulders as she looked up at him.
"No, nothing, and if something did, it's none of your business, now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go rehearse—alone." She said coldly.
At that she left and Shou was stuck, dumbfounded.
TBC~
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Chapter 10: Finally! First Episode
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