A/N: Okay, bonus chapter time! Three little scenes featuring the theme of 'getting caught'.
Sho smirked to himself when he saw the pretty boy's porsche enter the garage. He'd just finished at the studio, which gave him the perfect opportunity for some payback. Even if that guy was a savage, it's not like Sho was afraid or anything. Him, scared of that no talent hack, getting by on his looks? Ha, not very likely! Still, he didn't like him being so close to Kyoko. It wasn't that he was interested in her, but if something happened, then what use would she be to him? She was still his property after all.
He parked facing the wall, in a secluded part of the garage with mostly studio vehicles. Well, that was perfect wasn't it, the opportunity landing so neatly in his lap. With confidence, he strode over, making sure to stay out of view of his mirrors, so he could catch the lift wearing poseur by surprise. The day was really shaping up to be a good one, all in all, his recording going off without a hitch, and now the confrontation that he'd been dreaming about for weeks was finally happening. He couldn't wait to see the look of defeat on Tsuruga's face, once he found out what Kyoko had promised.
Shit, she was in the car with him. That certainly threw a wrench into his plans, but he could probably still make this work somehow. It was even better if he managed to get her riled up, ensuring that the space he occupied in her heart was bigger than anyone else's. Yeah, this would be just fine after all, so long as… He stopped stone dead, the blood in his veins running cold.
"Are you sure we're safe here?"
"We should be, this part of the garage doesn't get a lot of foot traffic."
It was exciting, and a little scary, the prospect that someone might catch them. If he said it was safe, then she'd trust it, because he would never risk her career like that. Still, it's not like they'd have done anything too serious, and there wasn't very much space in the car even if they wanted to.
Her tongue trailed a path up the flesh of his neck, peppering kisses along the way. It was so hard to resist the urge to use her teeth, to mark him as hers again. Having to hold back was a lot less fun, but the cost was too great to chance it. His hand moved up her ribcage to cup her breast, kneading her flesh as he teased one hardening nipple.
She nipped gently at his jaw, her hand wandering along the firm planes of his chest, along the smooth ridges of his abdomen, and finally sliding her palm over his hardness and rubbing softly. He arched his back, letting out a faint groan before capturing her lips. Her tongue slipped skillfully inside his mouth, licking and flicking and tangling with his, as she stroked him through his pants.
The hand on her breasts gave one last, affectionate squeeze, before snaking down her stomach and underneath the hem of her skirt. She moved to a kneeling position, making it easier for both of them to reach, as his thumb moved against her clit. When she moaned into his mouth, his hips bucked upwards, grinding against her palm. His fingers delved beneath the band of her panties, two of them slipping easily inside her. He thrust in time with her strokes, and she rocked against his hand, their kiss breaking when she started to pant.
They shouldn't be doing this, he knew, but she just felt too fucking good; it was impossible to stop touching her. Besides, he reasoned, somewhat desperately, they shouldn't run into any issues in this part of the lot. That's what he'd thought at least, until he opened his eyes for just a moment, and caught sight of a familiar blonde head of hair.
"Shit, Kyoko stop, stop."
He immediately pulled back, withdrawing his fingers from inside her, and setting his clothing to rights.
"What's wrong?"
Oh no, she thought, terrified that someone had seen them, as she hastily fixed her hair and straightened out her skirt.
"Try to stay calm, alright. It's bad, but..."
"Kuon," she hissed, "tell me now."
"Dammit," he breathed out hard through his nose, "it's Fuwa, he... saw us."
Her eyes shot wide open and then narrowed into slits, her fists balling.
"What?!"
"Just let me handle this, please."
She gave him a look that could've turned a grown man to stone, but he countered her with the ultimate weapon, puppy dog eyes.
"That's not fair, you stupid fake fairy nii-san! AARGH, fiiiiiiiine, but you will be punished later."
"I look forward to it," he winked, kissing her hand before sliding out of the car.
Kyoko was… with that guy! He was probably just using her for anything he could get, a no sex appeal woman like that, but she was… with her tongue, and her fingers moved across his body so deftly… Sho's cock twitched and he jerked, slapping himself. That wasn't possible, not Kyoko, who was too shy to even see him without a shirt on! Who'd never even kissed someone before him! He wondered if maybe it could've been just a look-alike, a mature and experienced woman who actually knew how to please a man.
Suddenly he pictured Kyoko between his legs, his cock bobbing in and out of her mouth, and he grew hard despite himself. Dammit, this couldn't be happening! What was she...? She was getting on her knees, so that bastard to get a better angle with his hand up her skirt! This was impossible! And fucking hell, why was his body reacting like this!? He wasn't some child who couldn't control his hormones, he was Fuwa Sho, and she was just some plain and boring, no sex appeal girl!
He was furious, his head flashing with all kinds of images that had no place being there, and then that stupid pretty boy got out of the car and started walking toward him. Sho put a hand on his belt, using the pose to discreetly adjust his pants. This wasn't how things were supposed to go!
"Did you enjoy the show, Fuwa?" the taller man leered, moving forward until he was invading his personal space.
"I don't know what you mean."
"So you didn't see Kyoko and me fooling around in the car?"
"Hahaha, don't make me laugh. That yamato nadeshiko?
Ren was pissed,but he had to stay in control of his anger, or things would get even worse than they already were.
"There's something you should know," he cautioned, taking another step forward as Fuwa stepped back.
"Oh yeah?" he dismissed, "and what's that? Here to tell me you've soiled her, and to not bother wasting my time?"
He could feel the wicked smile curling up his mouth, as he pictured strangling the life out of the worthless brat.
"If you breathe a word of this to anyone, or if you in any way make Kyoko's life difficult, I will destroy you. The people i know; the connections I have, I will personally make sure you are laughed out of show business and forced to crawl back to Kyoto with your tail between your legs."
The boy was trying to put on a brave face, but Ren could see the fear in his eyes, cowed as he towered over the shorter man. He advanced on him, pushing his index finger into Fuwa's chest, until the boy tripped and fell on his ass.
"I could hurt you physically, and trust me when I say I really, really want to, but that would make her unhappy, and I don't think it would be as effective as threatening your career. So, if you enjoy the life you have at all, and you want to keep it, then you'd better fucking leave Kyoko alone, or you will lose everything. That's a promise, Shotaro."
All the cockiness slowly drained from his features, eyes hard and refusing to meet his. If he was stupid enough not to heed this warning, then Ren wouldn't hesitate to make good on it.
"I take it you agree to my terms?"
"Yes," he spat, after deliberating briefly.
"I'm so glad."
Ren gave his most dazzling gentleman smile, before turning and heading back to the car. Fuwa was stupid, but, at least he hoped, not that stupid. If nothing else, it would probably give them a few months of peace before the pest bothered them again.
xoxoxoxox
Of all the days, it just had to be today! Her family just had to call her, the whole brood sick with the flu, and she had to run to the store to get medicine. Did they think she was made of money? And after all that, she ended up being late. Dammit!
She flew through the halls of LME, speed walking as hastily as was possible, while still maintaining some semblance of professionalism. People kept smiling and waving, trying to greet her, like she had nothing better to do than make idle conversation! Didn't they realize she was an actress, and too busy for such things? At least the hideous, pink monstrosity was good at keeping people away.
Finally, she reached the door to the Love Me section, where she could get a moment of peace. She took a deep breath, pushing the door open, and then immediately pulled it shut again. No no, she had to be hallucinating! She cracked the door ajar, just enough to see inside, and closed it as quickly as she could, while bringing a hand up to cover her face. Her stomach lurched, and her blood boiled.
"Are you sure we should be doing this here?" she asked, as she wrapped her thighs around his hips.
"Isn't it a little late to be asking that now?" he teased. "Besides, I'm not the one who started this, if you recall."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she smiled, biting her lip.
She let out an oof, when he ground himself against her, their bodies fitting into a familiar rhythm.
"Oh no?" he smirked, moving his mouth on hers, "well why don't I show you?"
Kanae stood with her body pressed against the door, hoping that no one else planned on going inside. She definitely couldn't let anyone see that, but what was she, their lookout or something? If those two wanted to do that, then couldn't they at least go some place more suitable, like maybe his apartment? She'd thought they were true professionals, but maybe she was giving them too much credit! The idiots hadn't even locked the damn door! If someone else had walked in, it would've been a disaster. They owed her big for this, and she would see that they payed up.
It seemed like forever, what exactly were they doing? She cringed, nope, she did not want to know. Still, she'd given them more than enough time, did they expect her to wait out here all day, like some unimportant newbie with nothing better to do? Ha, well they had another thing coming! Being careful not to accidentally open the door, she knocked as loud and as hard as she could, beating on the door until she heard a crash inside. Good, she thought, serves you right.
She raised her eyebrows, glaring at a red-faced Kyoko, and then turned ice cold daggers on Tsuruga, who cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Next time at least have the decency to lock the door."
xoxoxoxox
Maria was in a good mood today, because not only were two of her favorite people coming to LME, but they'd promised to eat lunch with her at LA Hearts. Grandfather was even more annoying than usual, often whistling happily to himself. When she asked him what was going on, he just said 'Never you mind!' and gleefully skipped away. It was so creepy. Maybe they would know why.
She rounded the corner and saw the very people she was looking for, walking together down the next hallway, but before she could call out to them, she noticed something strange. Onee-sama and Ren-sama were holding hands, and they turned to look at each other, smiling! Was it possible they were preparing for a role, or was something else going on? Onee-sama leaned her head against his shoulder, and Ren-sama bent his neck down to kiss her hair!
What should she do? Two of the people she cared about most had betrayed her! Before they got close enough to see her, she ran from them and hid. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Ren-sama was supposed to marry Maria when she was old enough, and Onee-sama was supposed to be the maid of honor! Now it looked like they were planning to marry each other! No one was good enough for Ren-sama except for Maria, but Onee-sama was…
She didn't know what to think. Yes, she wanted them to be happy, and they definitely looked very happy, but...
"Maria-chan, what are you doing down there?"
She looked up abruptly, the guilty parties smiling at her. They really did look happy…
"I don't feel like lunch today, please leave."
"But what if I brought new clothes for your Ren doll?
She perked up her head and then immediately looked away again.
"Leave them and go."
"Maria-san, don't you want to eat with me?"
She looked up into the face of the miniature Ren doll, his expression so captivating. It wasn't fair to bait her like this! Onee-sama wasn't playing fair.
He didn't know if he'd ever be comfortable with the hyper-realistic dolls Kyoko made of him, but it did seem to make Maria happy, which counted for something, he supposed. The two of them had a special bond that he didn't fully understand, or necessarily want to, and was glad to let them be in their own little world. He wondered if Maria had heard about their relationship from Lory, and was pouting because of that. Hopefully she wouldn't be angry with them for long.
"Everything alright?" he asked, when they'd finished talking.
Kyoko's face was bright red, and she wouldn't meet his eyes.
"Yep, let's go eat."
"Wait, what was that about?" he moved quickly to catch up with her.
"Nothing much, just that Maria said no one else but her can be our maid of honor."
"I'm okay with it if you are," he whispered in her ear, making her squeak, "but you have to say yes first."
A/N: Anyway, there we are! I don't know if I'll add anything on after this or not, but good chance this is the very end. I know the Maria one was a bit short/abrupt, but I have terrible writer's block and just wanted to finish already xD
I hope you enjoyed this, and thanks for reading (and special thanks for all the lovely reviews, they mean the world to me) ^^