Jealousy was not a feeling Ren was familiar with. After all, he was popular (sometimes too popular), blessed with smouldering good looks and extremely talented. He did not, generally, have cause for jealousy.
Now, however, as he watched a pink-cheeked, more-than-usually chipper Natsuki eating his lunch from across the room, he suddenly became overly familiar with it.
He was not angered for two reasons: that Natsuki was his close friend and he would not begrudge him his happiness, and that he was the second in line.
Still, he looked towards Natsuki, who was smiling from ear to ear and enjoying his pudding cup even more than – good God! Was that a bite mark on his neck?!
He felt both his throat and his trousers constrict at the thought.
How far had they gone? What had they done? Had he... loved her properly?
No, he could not think this way. Today was his day. He and Y/N, together.
He was determined to live up to his reputation. He was the Casanova of Shining Agency. He could not let that slip with the one woman he truly cared about.
He had planned the day meticulously. Everything was arranged and he was struggling to maintain his macho exterior under the pressure of his bubbling excitement.
He had contacted you that morning (via a note tied to a magnificent bouquet of roses, of course) to arrange a meeting time and place. He had spent the best part of the day getting ready, considering that you were meeting for dinner, and, after many a withering look from Masato, he settled on an outfit that he hoped you would like.
As directed, you waited by the dorm gates for one of the Jinguuji family's fleet of luxury cars to collect you. You yourself had spent the last few hours debating what to wear. For your day with Natsuki you had gone with a nice pair of jeans and a cute frilly top. A date with Ren would surely require something much more stylish.
You had rummaged through your wardrobe and had, finally picked out a top three. You wished you had more ladylike clothing but, you had to admit, the options you had managed to find were pretty gorgeous.
It took another hour of trying on, re-trying on and then fussing over your hair and make-up until you were finally satisfied with the look you had put together. Glancing once more in the mirror before you left, you couldn't help but think you were looking…well, hot.
Now, as a beautiful black Aston Martin, pulled up in front of you, you took a deep breath and hoped the rest of the night went to plan.
Never in a million years could you have pictured this.
The car had driven you to the coast, where you knew that the the white sand beaches were famous. You had been tentative at first, believing that you may be overdressed for the situation - until you saw what Ren had arranged.
A beautiful wooden,beach hut stood on the sand, lit by flaming torches and candlelight. On its porch was a beautifully decorated table set for two and the path towards it was scattered with white rose petals.
Ren stood beside the table, dressed in white linen trousers and a slightly open white shirt. He looked so perfectly casual and yet stunning at the same time. You would never expect anything less from him.
He flashed you a charming grin as he saw you walk onto the sand, beckoning you towards him.
Speechless, you took a step down the path and breathed in the scent of sea air and fire. You looked down at the floaty sun dress that you had chosen and mentally patted yourself on the back. Thank goodness you hadn't chose that tight red dress!
"My lady," Ren purred as you reached him, "You are enchanting,"
He looked you up and down appreciatively and extended his hand to escort you to the table. He pulled out your chair for you, resisting the urge to place a kiss on your bare shoulder, and seated himself opposite you.
"I hope you like Italian food, Y/N?" He smiled, uncovering your plate, "I made it myself,"
Were he not an idol you would have thought he was a chef. The pasta dish was beautifully presented and steaming so enticingly that you had a hard time not burying your face in the plate.
"Jinguuji-san! This is amazing! I had no idea you were so talented in the kitchen!" You praised.
He smiled genuinely for a moment, silently bursting with joy at your words, before turning on his usual charm offensive and drawling,
"I'm talented in far more ways than this, little lamb. Perhaps you will find out…"
A slight blush coloured your cheeks as you caught his meaning. Still, the thought did not make you uncomfortable. Far from it.
"Thank you so much," you smiled, "for everything. This place is beautiful,"
"The night is young, Lady. There is much more still to enjoy," he winked.
You enjoyed your meal - which was easily one of the best you had ever had - and, as you talked, you realised that, not only was did Ren attract you in aromantic capacity, but that he also made you laugh, smile and truly enjoy spending time with him.
He was always thought to be such a player but, the more he relaxed into conversation with you, the more he revealed that he was really just a smooth talking man with a heart of gold.
You were intrigued to see just how much of his candy coating you could crack.
"Jinguuhi-san?"
"Yes, little lamb?"
"I….no, it's okay…" you looked down bashfully, playing coy.
Ren raised an eyebrow, his trademark wolfish smile flashing at you.
"Oh my, is my Lady blushing?" He leaned forward slightly and whispered, "What could have made you so shy, Princess?"
"Well," you tried to hold back a giggle, glancing up at him through your lashes, "I was just thinking how handsome you look, Jinguuji-san,"
His breath caught. He tried to play it off but you saw that what you said had taken him by surprise. You decided to continue.
"You...you always look so good, Jinguuji-san…" you breathed.
"Lady!" His voice shook slightly as his eyes widened. He cleared his throat and tried to get back on his game. You weren't going to let him get away so easily.
"And, in this candlelight," you continued, leaning close, around the side of table, "I just can't take my eyes off of you…"
You rose from your chair and stepped towards him, swaying your hips slightly to accentuate your curves. You noticed that he was holding his breath, as if terrified to let out a sound. You chuckled playfully and extended your hands - which he took like a man in a trance - and guided him to stand in front of you.
"You're stunning, Ren,"
"Lady…" he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. His blue eyes shone with wonder as you leaned forward, up on your tip toes. He had no idea how he had lost control so completely but, in this moment, he was entirely at your mercy.
His eyes glazed over as your lips hovered less than an inch from his own.
"Ren?" You breathed, preparing to lay the final delicious blow.
"Mm?" Words were not currently an option for him, so entranced was he with your ruby lips.
"...I love you,"
"Lady!"
His voice cracked in a sob of pure joy. Overcome, he crushed his lips to yours, kissing you with all of his pent up passion, desperation and sheer love.
Everything he had, all the prowess people presumed about him and all the depth they didn't know he had he poured into that kiss. His arms wound around you, holding you flush against him, close enough that you could feel his heart thundering in his chest.
You were sure you could even feel a dampness on your cheek as his emotion spilled over.
"I love you! Y/N, I love you so much!" He confessed again and again against your lips.
You broke apart only for a second for air but you immediately found yourself hoisted into the air as Ren picked you up high enough for you to wrap your legs around his waist before kissing you again. You could feel him grinning against your lips and you could not help but become entirely absorbed in the romance and intensity of the situation.
You hardly noticed when he carried you into the beach hut but, as he lay you down gently on the bed you took a second to look around.
He had decorated the entire bedroom with candles and fairy lights. The bed was large and, as you returned your attention to the man who was now pressing kisses down your neck, you felt that yes, you could get used to this.
"Lady…" his voice was hushed as he drew back to look into your eyes, "I...I swear, I will not...push you. I love you more than I could ever tell you. This is like a dream. Please, I want...I…"
The legendary casanova was undone in this moment. Instead, above you, lay the genuine, sincere and utterly in love, Ren.
"I understand," you smiled, touched and delighted by how much of his true self he was able to show to you, "I know. I want to. I really do,"
"Oh, Y/N… my Lady," he kissed you ecstatically. This had played out more perfectly than every fantasy he had envisioned of this night. This could not be happening!
You kissed him back with fervour. Eager to take the first step you reached for the buttons of his white shirt. He registered what you were trying to do instantly and pulled back a little to help you. In a few second the shirt lay discarded on the floor and his chiselled chest was exposed to the glow of the candlelight.
You had always known that he was beautiful - that was apparent to anyone - but to see him flushed above you was the stuff of dreams. He was truly gorgeous.
"Ren…" you murmured, reaching out to stroked your hands along his chest. He sighed contentedly at your touch.
Slowly he reached for the hem of your dress.
"My Lady… may I?"
You nodded, attempting to squash any feeling of self-consciousness, and you allowed him to pull the dress over your head, leaving you in you with red silk lingerie. Though you had chosen it for him alone, you now wanted to be rid of it and, as gracefully as you could, you slipped the pieces of silk and lace from your body, exposing yourself entirely to him.
"Ah!" He gasped, eyes raking over your form. You were everything that he had dreamed of. More. He could barely tear his eyes away from your heaving chest or the swell of your hips, "Y/N, you are a goddess!"
You felt the blush rising across your chest and cheeks. You were aroused and excited, yes, but you were so aware of his own flawless beauty that you had to push away any thought of inadequacy.
The best way, you decided, was to act on a little fantasy of your own.
Wordlessly you guided Ren to lie on his back, a move that both surprised and aroused him. Your hands played with the fastenings of his linen trousers, glancing mischievously up at him as you released the buttons and slid them over his hips to the floor. In true Ren style, he had gone commando.
You had to take a moment to marvel at him. His reputation certainly did not fail him. He was magnificent.
"I...I hope I please you," he whispered, his chest beginning to rise and fall more rapidly.
"Ren… I love you. Every part of you… and I intend to show you how much you please me…" you winked up at him and his breath caught.
Now was the time to play out your own desires and, giving him no further warning, you grasped him in your hand and ran your tongue from hilt to tip.
"Ah! My Lady! What-"
He grabbed fistfuls of the sheets as he gazed unbelievingly down at you. You smirked slightly and repeated the action, slowly and firmly, letting him feel every movement of your tongue.
He was panting slightly as he watched transfixed. You could not be more perfect! How had he possibly gotten so lucky!
Deciding that you had held back long enough, on the next pass of your tongue you swirled around his weeping head before taking it entirely into your mouth.
"My god!" He arched backward, falling back against the sheets, "Y/N! Please!"
You loved how receptive he was. You were determined to wring every possible drop of pleasure from him.
Languidly you sucked on him, letting your tongue play on the most sensitive bundles of nerves and watching his hips twitch as he resisted the urge to thrust up into your mouth. As you slowly worked him into a panting mess, you decided now was the time to show your talent. Adjusting your angle slightly, you took a breath and plunged down, taking him entirely into your mouth.
"AAH! Fuck!" He reared back, his head tossing to the side, his eyes half shut in euphoria, "Fuck, Y/N, yes!"
Carefully you bobbed up and down his length, dragging your tongue along the underside as you sucked. Slowly you began to increase the intensity and speed.
"More! Please, more! I need it! Oh fuck! I'm going to- YES!"
He was reduced to a heaving, spasming mess as he shot thick ropes of cum into your mouth. You were far from disgusted and delighted in swallowing it all, an act which he caught in the haze of his delirium that had him hardening again almost immediately.
"Y/N...my princess…" he whispered, trying desperately to catch his breath.
"Mmm, Ren… I love your taste…" you smirked as you crawled up the bed and seated yourself across his hips, hovering over his member, "Do you want me?"
He returned to his wits sufficiently to flip you onto your back so that he was above you, lying over you between your legs.
"I have always wanted you, Y/N," he purred, carefully positioning himself at your entrance, "My lady," he asked again, "may I?"
You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"I want you, Ren. Please,"
There was no restraint left in him to hold him back. In one fluid move he surged forward and seated himself in you to the hilt.
"Ah! Ren!" You cried, feeling fuller than you ever had. It felt to intense to have him finally inside you that your eyes closed for a second in sheer joy.
"My Lady! You feel like silk!" He panted, pulling back slightly before thrusting in again. You both groaned in response.
As you lay beneath him, he raised your legs higher so that your calves lay over his shoulders, pinning you in a position that allowed him to reach delicious depths.
"Ohh! That feels amazing!" You gasped, clinging tighter to him.
Silently focussing on not cumming again so soon, despite how incredibly tight you felt around him, he began to build up a rhythm with his hips.
Every movement sent sparks of electricity to every nerve in your body. You felt alive with pleasure as he thrust deep and hard into your heat.
"Ah! Lady! Mmm!" His hips moved of their own accord, desperately reaching for this new and incredible pleasure.
"R-Ren! Please... harder! Fuck me harder!"
"Ah!" He nearly came at your words. How he had dreamed and cum so many times at the thought of your voice raised in pleasure for him. How could he not oblige.
Harder and harder he pushed, dragging over that sweet spot within you every time. The bed rocked violently as thrust with all his power, half out of his mind with pleasure.
"Y-Y/N! I'm so close! Please! Please! I want you make you cum! C-cum for me, my Lady!" He gasped.
"Me too!" You cried, voice hoarse in your pleasure, you eyes practically rolled back, "I'm going to cum, Ren! Ohh, God! Ren! Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop-"
You arched as you shook with the intensity of your orgasm.
Ren was helpless but to follow you. Your tightening, your heat, your voice screaming his name - he threw his head back and howled his release, spilling himself deep inside you.
Time seemed to stand still as you both came down from your high and Ren did not recall pulling out or rolling onto his side beside you but now, as he tucked you to his sweat-covered chest, he thanked every god there could ever be for this one perfect moment in time. You were truly an angel. You could be nothing else.
"Lady... I love you...I love you…"
He heard your faint reply as both began to drift into sleep. There could be no night more magical than this. You were everything to him and he would never, never stop showing his love on you. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear and kissing you tenderly on the forehead, he pledge his love one more time before succumbing to dreams.