Chapter 25

She slipped off the suit and put it back into this bin. It was so much easier in the winter months. While the suit didn't breathe at all, it still didn't make her sweat as much. She rolled the suit back and then went into a restroom to change into her normal clothes. She washed her face and came out refreshed. She was looking around for a tall dark man when someone called out to her.

"Kyoko-chan! Come join us for a bit." Yuusei called out. He was waving out from a door she just passed.

"Um.. I need to…" she was interrupted.

"Just for a minute, please!" Kyoko sighed and walked back. Inside the room were the three Ishibashi guys and Koujima and Watabe.

"This is Bo?" The two looked at the beautiful girl who entered the room. She smiled and bowed down.

"Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you again." She laughed.

"The pleasure is all ours. I didn't think I kissed such a pretty girl." Watabe smiled at her and she blushed.

"You wish you kissed her. You kissed a rooster man." Koujima hit Watabe's arm.

"So Hikaru-san says you are an actress. That's why you did so well with the skit. What are you doing as a variety show mascot?" Koujima asked. Kyoko clung to her bag and her eyes flickered to the door worried about Ren.

"Yes. I am and Bo is my first job. I'm still new in the business so any experience I can get. I will take. Plus, I enjoy being on the show, even in the suit."

"Is this your only job? Have you done anything else?" Watabe asked this time. Kyoko smiled and started to answer.

"Na. She's been in two shows now, Dark Moon and Box-R and some other stuff. What was the other stuff, Kyoko-chan?" Yuusei answered. Kyoko nodded in agreement.

"I've done a Kyurara commercial, a music video and I just finished a guest appearance on Take the Lead." She flushed. She always felt odd talking about herself, but she was always asked these types of questions in interviews and such. She had to get use to it.

"Take the Lead? Is that the one your friend is in, Kyoko-chan?" Hikaru asked this time. "When does that air?"

Kyoko smiled brightly, "Yes! Kotonami Kanae. She is the heroine and it's a very good show. I played her little sister for a few episodes. I think they air in a few months."

"Cool! Hey, Box-R, doesn't your girlfriend watch that show, Watabe?" Koujima asked and he nodded.

"Yeah." Then recognition appeared on his face, "No way man. Bo is Natsu! Kyoko-chan, you look completely different face to face."

Kyoko smiled a small smile, "Yeah. I hear that a lot." She wasn't as beautiful and elegant as Mio. She wasn't a cool and sexy as Natsu. She was just a plain girl.

"You're much cuter and more approachable. Man, you play some scary characters. Well other than Bo." Koujima said and they laughed and Kyoko flushed lightly. No one has ever called her cute to her face other than Ren.

Ren stood outside of the door listening to the conversation. He should go in and get her but he saw her walk into the room as he turned the corner and thought she needed to talk some things with the crew. It seems the guest just wanted to meet Bo. She did do well with the skit. He was able to catch the last half of the show including the little kiss in the interview segment. He had to tell himself it was Bo they were kissing not her.

He came to the door and the first thing he heard was a complement to her skills and he thought to wait. They seemed impressed once they found how who she was. He didn't like how they immediately called her Kyoko-chan. He hated her stage name sometimes, it felt too intimate.

"You're much cuter" He raised an eyebrow at that comment. He always thought she was beautiful but hearing others say it raised a small flag. She was going to get complemented more and more and he would have to get use to other men looking at her.

"Are you free for dinner, Kyoko-chan?" Ren recognized that voice. It was the shorter host, Hikaru. He sounded so eager too. Did this guy have a crush on her? She never mentioned anything about a guy hitting on her before.

"Ah, no, I'm sorry, I can't tonight." She replied politely. Damn straight. She is going to be with me all night. He said in his head.

"Kyoko-chan." It was one of the guest, Koujima, he believed, "Are you dating anyone? Would you like to maybe get together some time?"

"Eh?" Kyoko took a step back and flushed. Her mind raced. Did she say yes? Was she allowed to say she was dating? She would have to talk to Sawara-san. If she could say she was dating, could she say it was with Tsuruga Ren? No, no, no. He would take a hit if they said he was seeing a girl and especially if that girl was her. However, right now, she could say yes and not mention who it was. She needed to answer.

"No... I mean yes… I…" She felt someone put their hands on her shoulders. She looked up and saw Ren.

"She's with me and we should go, Kyoko." He emphasized his use of her name with out an honorific. The men all looked up at the tall actor claiming his girl.

"Ah. Yes. Ok, Ren." He smiled as she said his name. She was so overwhelmed she didn't even notice. She bowed down to the group.

"I'll be leave now. It was nice meeting with you both." She turned to the Ishibashi's. "I'll see you next week."

Ren smiled and bowed his head to the group and they turned to walk away. He let his hand slip down her back and stopped at the small of her back as the left the door.

"Holy shit, that was Tsuruga Ren!" Ren smiled as they left the room.

"Yeah, we didn't know you would ask her out though. We would have told you. She has been seeing him for a while now. He is always picking her up and dropping her off. Hikaru here has been trying for years and…" Ren could hear them anymore. He got a little angry. He knew she was seeing someone and he still asked her out to dinner?

"I'm so sorry, Ren. They called me over when I was looking for you and I got caught up in the conversation. Thank you for coming in then though. That was embarrassing." She held her coat in her arms as they were walking out.

"It's ok. You said you needed extra time to get undressed so I waited near the stage then came to find you after a few minutes. The stage hands told me you maybe with the hosts and told me what room."

"Ah yes. Sometimes I stay after the show and eat with them." She admitted.

"All of them?" He asked as calmly as he could.

"Yes. They eat this calorie bomb at the shop near here. Ugh, even I couldn't eat it. I doubt you could touch it without getting sick."

"Do they always ask you out to dinner?" They reached the exit door and he helped her into her coat.

"Yes. Hikaru-san always does actually." They stepped into the cold winter air and Kyoko shuttered lightly.

"Hmm." He didn't like that. Not one little bit. "For how long has he asked?"

Kyoko looked up at him oddly but answered his question, "Um… since I became a permanent member of the show so a little after I joined LoveMe." She watched Ren as they walked to his car. He wasn't looking at her, just straight forward and there was this scowl on his face. They got to his car before she noticed and he opened the door for her.

She slipped in and watched him round the front to the driver's side. He was bouncing his keys in his hand irritated.

"Ren, what's wrong?" She asked as he started the car.

"Kyoko, he likes you." He said flatly and she sat their shocked.

"What? Who? Koujima-san?" She thought he was a little aggressive.

"No, well him too but Ishibashi Hikaru. He isn't asking for the group, he was asking for himself. Seems like he liked you for a long time now."

"But how? I…" Her mind couldn't comprehend what he was saying. "He was just being nice and the other guys were always there. He never said anything. I had no idea."

Ren laughed. He knew how Hikaru felt. He felt the same way but still… she was with someone now. He should back off. "Are you sure? I'm sure he asked when you were alone too. Did he ever compliment you?"

Kyoko had to think about it, "He always says I do a good job and he always joins me to get food for the group in the cafeteria."

"See. He wanted to spend time alone with you." Ren's eyes flickered to her as she processed it.

"What do I do? I had no idea." She asked panicking.

"Nothing. You're mine now and now he knows it. He should stop asking you now." He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. He better leave you alone. He thought to himself.

"You're mine now." Kyoko mimicked. "That sounds so possessive. What would you do if I said that about you?" She smiled.

"Nothing because it's true, I am yours forever and ever." He squeezed her hand and blushed. Ren drove to his place and was delighted at the feel of her hand in his. The drive was really short and they arrived at his condo rather quickly. He held her hand to the elevator and pulled her into his arms. He caressed her cheek, making her look up at him. He smiled at her and pulled her in for a kiss. It was sweet but it made her toes curl.

The elevator dinged and he pulled her out onto his floor. He unlocked the door and Kyoko went in and took off her coat and unzipped her shoes.

"So everything went well for you today?" She asked nervously. Her heart was pounding and she could feel his eyes on her as she hung up her coat.

"Mmmhmm." He agreed. She turned around and he was right behind her so very close. She swallowed a lump in her throat and started walking to the living room.

"Were you able to see the show, like you wanted?"

"I saw about half of it." He was following her and her body was very aware of his.

"Oh. Did you enjoy it?" She rounded the couch and she felt like she was being stalked.

"Yes. You did very well performing the skit with them." She turned to face him and found him a breath away. She crossed her arms over her chest; her lungs were working overtime, rushing air in and out of body quickly. She slowly looked up at him going over his chest to his muscular shoulders, his strong chin. She licked her lips as her eyes fell upon his and she didn't get to finish.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her up to meet his feverish lips. They burned against hers passionately. She moaned as his hands slipped behind her, pulling her closer to him. She felt him lick her bottom lip and she opened her mouth to receive him. His tongue plunged into hers seeking the silky touch of her tongue. The blood came rushing to her face as his tongue played against hers. It always felt so erotic with him inside of her, it made her think of other things he could do.

She gasped as his hands slipped under her blouse. His lips ran down her jaw to her neck as his hands crawled up her back. He groaned when his hands felt nothing but skin under her shirt.

"Are you trying to kill me? Are you always going to forget a bra with me now?" He whispered huskily against her skin.

"You don't like it?" She murmured as best as she could.

"God, yes, but I don't know if I can control myself around you in public if you always do this."

She snorted, "I promise I wouldn't always do this." She didn't have the confidence to do this everyday.

"It wouldn't matter." He pulled back taking her blouse with him. She raised her arms over her head letting him strip her off. He tossed it somewhere in the room. He placed his hands on her outstretched arms and slowly slid down them. She was watching his face and he was gazing at her naked torso with such adoration and desire. She lowered her arms to his shoulders as he ran his hand down the side of her body. She shivered as his hot hand touched her again.

"Bedroom?" She asked timidly.

"Too far." He mumbled and pulled her up suckling her soft pink lips. She slid her hands down and started unbuttoning his shirt. It was difficult, her mind was distracted with his hands on her naked flesh, moving up and down her back, his fingers coming forward and palming her breasts. Finally her hands reached his belt and she moved to take that off.

She unbuckled his belt then slowly unzipped his slacks. He stole her breath as she grazed his hardened manhood and she pulled back slightly. He took that opportunity to shed his clothes. He stood before her naked and so very eager while she still had her jeans on. He captured her again with his arms and lips and she felt him move her. Then he broke the kiss and forced her back to him.

She opened her eyes and the couch was in front of her and he was behind her. She moaned softly as his right hand cradled her face and slid down her skin, down her neck, over her breast squeezing gently. His left hand was splayed in the center of her tummy waiting. His right slid down her ribs and she felt his left move to her jeans. His hands unsnapped the little button and unzip her jeans. He sunk his hands down her pants inside of her panties and slowly pushed them off.

His lips found her neck and she whimpered as he licked and sucked at her skin. His hands grazed her curls and she felt herself tighten, grow wet. He slipped his hands behind her, cupping her ass in his large hands then slide down her thighs.

"Don't move." He whispered and she felt him move down her body. His lips trailed kisses down her back, sending little shocks through her body. Her legs felt shaky as he moved down. He was removing her jeans and panties, his hands sliding down her legs until they were bunched up at the floor around her ankles.

"Step out, forward towards the couch." He whispered. She looked down, there wasn't much room to move forward with but did was she was told. She was almost touching it once they removed her clothing. She expected him to move back up, but he didn't. She felt his hands crawling up her legs over her butt and back down. She felt cold without him pressed against her.

"Kuon?"

He didn't answer. She didn't see what he was doing but she jumped when he bit her left butt cheek. It wasn't hard but it surprised her. She blushed when he kissed and licked the same spot. He felt his hands caress her inner thigh and she instinctively spread her feet apart a little bit.

"More." He commanded. Her heart was hammering in her chest and she spread her feet apart further and she felt him move rather than saw him. She tried to look back but she cried out when she felt his hair brush her inner thighs and his tongue lick her folds.

"Aaah. Kuon, What…" She couldn't finish as his tongue started lapping her juices. She looked down and found his head between her legs, his head resting on the cushion. His eyes were closed like he was enjoying the sweetest of chocolates. His hands were holding her hips curled around her thighs from behind.

"I can't..." She panted as he slipped his tongue inside of her. Oh God, if felt deeper somehow and he was twisting and licking inside of her.

"Can't stay like this." Her hands wanted to hold on to something and her upper body was swaying forward so she let it. She reached out to the back of the couch bending at her waist. She moaned as his mouth sucked at her lips and his tongue teased her clit. She was able to see the rest of him from this angle. He was sitting with his back to the couch and he was just leaning back between her legs.

It was easier for her once she clutched to the couch. His tongue swirled around her sex and she found herself moving against him. She spread her legs wider wanting to feel more. He moved his left hand from her waist sliding and gently started kneading her breast. She gasped as he played with the hard tips of her breasts while he tongued the wet nub further south. His left hand moved behind her while he sucked and licked her.

"Oooh God." She moaned as she felt his finger slip inside of her. She was panting and sweating, her body was shaking as he thrust his finger inside of her, his tongue sucking and then circling the little bundle of nerves. Kuon returned his hands to her hip and she felt his left leave her. She groaned in protest and then cried out. He slipped his index finger inside of her ass stilling all of her moments clenching against him.

His mouth was still driving her insane making her relax and then he filled her up in an unexpected way. She moaned as he started moving inside of her again and she liked it. She felt herself build faster and she couldn't control her voice as he pleased her anally. It was too much, sending new overwhelming feelings through her and she cried out almost falling onto the couch as she erupted in dazzling undulations.

He licked her clean, swallowing her release. She groaned when he removed his hand from between her cheeks and he licked her there quickly making her jump. It was just shocking for him to go there. She knew about the possibility but she never though it would feel good. He finally rose off the floor and he wrapped his arms around her.

"Sit down." His voice was thick in her ear and she nodded weakly. She turned around and sat on the couch facing him finally. His mouth was still wet from her, glistening with the light. He was on his knees, fully erect and hungry. He leaned in and kissed her. She moaned, tasting herself completely for the first time. He always wiped himself off after but not right now. It tasted odd, but not bad. Still she didn't know how to feel about it. He spread her knees apart wide, caressing that little spot that shot heat to her core. He moved forward and pulled her to the edge of the couch. She yelped at the strength.

She watched him take his shaft and slowly start to rub his head up and down her entrance. She closed her eyes as he ran the silky soft skin over her overly sensitive nub. He kept rubbing her as he pulled a condom out and ripped it open with his teeth. Where he got it from she didn't know. She felt him pull back a moment and then return covered.

She screamed out in pleasure as he worked his way inside of her. His head moved bit by bit inside of her tight wet depths sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her. She leaned back and it changed the angle. He slipped the rest of the way in and started moving out.

His body found a slow rhythm inside of her and his mouth wanted to taste her. He leaned over her and licked the sweat from between her breasts. She thrust her left hand into his hair as he forced as much of breast into his mouth, his tongue circling and flicking her hard pebbled tip. She gripped his hair and started moving her hips against him, moving forward as he did.

He released her breast and kissed his way up. His right hand slid up her back and forced her to sit up. His rhythm increased as he swept into her mouth. She moved against him matching his speed, hot, wet and abandoned. The smell of sex filled the air, the feel of his skin hot and sweaty moved under her hands, her arms. He pulled back, standing back up and slammed into her harder.

She jerked violently as he thrust. She forced herself to open her eyes, to watch him. His eyes were closed, his hair swaying to his rhythm, his mouth ajar the air rushing in and out between his lips. His chest fell and rose quickly as his breathing was fast and hard. She saw the muscle in his abs constrict and he pushed inside of her and then relax to move out. Then she saw where they met. She saw him disappear inside of her, his lighter curls mixing with her darker ones for a split second then separate. It was so sexy watching them merge together, seeing and feeling him inside of her.

She lifted her eyes up and found he was watching her. She would blush if she could but her blood was pumping south she felt that familiar rush fill her as he slammed into her and then spill over. Her body convulsed around him and she let out a shaky moan.

He slowed down riding her climax. He didn't want to cum just yet. He pulled her into his arms and off of the couch. He sat back on his legs with her still riding him. He hugged her and his hands cupped her ass. He started rocking her, lifting her up slightly and letting her down. She moaned as her body rubbed against his, their sweat mingling together.

She wrapped her arms around him as he moved her and rocked inside of her. Their eyes met. He was looking at her like she was the world, the most beautiful thing, the only thing that existed to him. She kissed him, swallowing him down and her tongue danced with his erotically. She planted her feet behind him and took over her movements. She had to hold on to him to do it and she never felt so close to him. She sucked on his tongue and she felt his hand move to her rear entrance again. She gasped as he entered her again and she lost her rhythm for a moment. He never lost his. It was a slow position but she felt so full. He was inside of her in everyway, his tongue explored his mouth, his swollen sex buried deep inside of her and his hand thrusting gently behind her.

"I'm not going to last much longer." He whispered against her skin and she nodded. She wasn't either. He rested her back to the couch, his hand leaving her backside and he pushed inside of her harder and faster. Sounds escaped her throat at each thrust. She shuddered again, reaching her peak and whispered his name. He groaned and exploded inside of her as she milked him. He pulled her back into his arms as they panted.

He kissed her softly as they calmed down, his hand stroking her back. She felt him soften inside of her but the stupid condom felt awkward.

"I need to make a doctors appointment." She whispered.

"Why?" Concern filled his voice.

"So I can be on birth control. I don't like condoms." She whined and he laughed.

"I won't argue. Do you want me take you?" He offered and she shook her head. There was no way she was going to bring Tsuruga Ren to a doctor for birth control. The press would have a field day.

"I'll try and make an appointment tomorrow." She slipped off of him and he stood up to throw way the rubber. He kneeled down and lifted her into his arms.

She laughed, "The last time you carried me like this we were arguing and I had a fractured ankle."

He smiled, "I prefer this so much more."

"I agree." She nuzzled his neck as he carried her to the bedroom. He set her down and they crawled under the sheets. He pulled her to him and sighed contently.

"Tell me about your day." He asked. He rested his head on the pillow and just gazed at her, his hand resting in the middle of her stomach. She smiled and thought about it.

"Oh, it was so sad. Well I told you we did the dance ok and that I slipped. Well we came back and we redid the scene where I convince Aimi to give Takumi a second chance. They changed it to make Mari being less guilty and Aimi being more aggressive. It worked really well."

"Why was it sad then?" His thumb started caressing her cooling skin absently.

"Well because it was my last day. Oh, I want to show you something." She slipped out of bed and looked around. She blushed.

"I should get a robe or something. I'll be right back." She walked out timidly and came back with her phone in hand. She slipped back into the sheets covering up immediately.

"I kind of like watching you walk around naked." His hands slipped around her waist again and pulled her close to him.

She shook her head. "I doubt I'll ever get use to that." She flipped open her phone and started searching. She spoke as she looked.

"We finished the scene and they announced it good and that they finished all the scenes with me. They said I did well and that he would keep me in mind for future projects."

"That's wonderful. That's how you continue in this business. Make a good impression and you will always be on their mind for future things."

She nodded and smiled sadly once she found what she was looking for, "Look, Kuon. They got me a cake." She turned the phone to him and there she was, looking just as teary eyed as she was now over a large cake. He could even read the little message. He smiled and kissed her temple.

"That was nice of them. They don't do things like that normally." She looked at the picture and then shut her phone. She looked at him.

"You've gotten cakes too right?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No," then he thought about it, "gift baskets with fruit and such, never a cake."

"Oh. Well it's probably because you don't like sweets." She settled in deeper into his embrace.

"That's not true." She tilted her head to look at him, "I enjoy eating you very much and you are very sweet" He licked her nose and laughed as she made a face and wiped her nose.

She blushed at his words and all of the multiple implications. She didn't know what to say so she moved on, "It was very good cake. I… I brought you a piece, just on the off chance that you might want to taste it." She said coyly.

"Sure. How about now?" He offered and she looked up at him shocked.

"Um… Okay. Do you want to go to the living room?" She really didn't want to leave the bed but if he wanted the piece then they could go.

"No. We'll eat it here. I'll go get it so you don't have to get up. It's in the fridge?" She nodded and he slipped out of bed. She watched him walk away. She blushed at her wondering eyes. He came back quickly with the little piece of cake she cut for him. It was still a decent size but she would just share it with him.

He placed the paper plate on her tummy and settled in beside her. He kissed her head and looked the white and red cake.

"What is it?"

"Vanilla with cherries and almonds and amaretto frosting."

"No wonder you liked it. It's the same flavor as your favorite drink."

She hid her face in the sheets. She remembered that night. She drank her first alcoholic drink and promptly stole his. She peeked at him when he lifted the little cake to his lips and took a large bite over her. She saw little crumbs fall on the sheet over her.

"You shouldn't eat in bed. You'll get your nice sheets dirty." She licked her finger and started picking up the crumbs from the sheet.

"You're right." He picked up the paper plate after setting the cake back down on it and then tore the sheet off Kyoko making her squeak.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he took another much smaller bite and then "accidentally" dropped it right on her. She gasped as the cold frosting hit her right under her breasts.

"Kuon!" She started to grab it but he stopped her.

"No. This is my piece. I'll eat it." He smiled and leaned over her. He placed his left hand at her rib to hold his "plate" and then smashed the cake over her skin with his mouth. She laughed as it smeared over his face and her skin. He started licking her skin and spreading it all over her heading towards her breast.

She lightly bit her lip as he licked her clean, slowly removing what was on his face on her breast and then licked it off again. She laughed as he finally rose from his dessert with a big smile on his face.

"That was delicious." He kissed her lips chastely, "anytime you want me to eat a sweet, I want it served just like that. I'll eat anything you serve to me like that." He licked her right breast making her breath hitch.

"I'll remember that." She spoke softly. He still had a little bit on him. She leaned up and took his chin in her fingers. She turned him slightly away and wrapped her lips around the white smug of frosting and sucked it off. She then moved up his cheek licking the sweet confection off of his skin that he missed. She moved his face to the other side and she licked his lips as she passed them. He tried to capture her tongue with his mouth but she moved back with a smile. There was a light streak high on his cheek and she licked up.

"There, all clean." She said against his cheek. She licked her lips, tasting him and the sweetness of the cake. She slid her lips back to his ear and breathed, "You're right. It does taste better that way."

He growled and she gasped as he pinned her onto the bed. Her arms were held over her head and her breath quickened as that dark face descended upon her. His mouth fell upon hers, deeply, his kisses pervaded throughout her whole being.

She moved her mouth with his trying to keep up his long, drugging kiss. She felt his hands slide down her arms, his legs slip between hers. She accepted him willingly, moving out of his way of her own accord. His hands glided down her body, over her breast, molding his hands around them. His knees spread wide making her thighs spread wider. She brought her hands down, wanting to touch him. Her hands found his soft dark hair as his mouth feed upon hers.

She cupped his face as he rolled her nipples gently with his fingers. She arched her back towards his hands. He pulled back her lungs sucking in air relieving the burn. His lips were wet and swollen as she was sure hers were as well. He ran his hands down her torso making her jerk suddenly. Her eyes roamed the hard plains of his body, his wide shoulders, the smooth hardness of his chest, the ripple of muscle of his abs and just above the apex of her legs, the long hard length of him eagerly waiting to slide inside of her.

She trembled at the thought of being with him. He leaned over to the small dresser drawer and took out another condom. She watched him slip it on and her heart started racing as she felt him press inside of her. Her eyes closed shut as she felt him slowly slip inside of her. She opened her eyes when he stopped. She licked her lips and clenched her stretched walls around him.

He gasped and lifted his stormy eyes up to her. She smiled seductively and moved her hips towards him. He made a small sound and then thrust inside of her roughly making her cry out. He won but she wanted more. She licked her lips as she watched him. He moved his arms behind her legs and then started leaning forward towards her.

"Tell me if this is too much." His voice was low and thick. He pushed her legs towards her and planted his hand beside her biceps on the bed. He slid his knees back slightly then pushed inside.

"Oh Gooo….d" She moaned and threw her head back as she felt him inside of her. It felt like she should be able to taste him. He started to move slowly and her body shook with ecstasy. Her legs were hooked around his arms and she felt doubled over but oh God did it feel good.

She moaned and groaned each time he thrust inside of her. It was making her head spin. Her hands were pressed up pushing against his chest. She didn't want him to leave but if he pushed down any further she felt like she would explode. He stretched her wide and now was so deep inside of her it felt like he was touching her stomach.

She was so tight, so hot and wet around him. He couldn't go fast in this position but he had a steady pace he could keep up forever, getting to feel her completely watching her face cry out in passion. Her face was flushed, her eyes closed and her lips parted slightly letting her moans escape for his ears to hear. She was so beautiful, so erotic and all his. He wanted to see her like this every minute for the rest of his life. So full of life, in ecstasy and pleasure that he caused.

He leaned back slightly and put her calves on his shoulders and then leaned down. She screamed out, her body filled with rapture. Her hands fell from his chest and over her head clinging to a pillow. Her skin was wet and shiny from sweat, her voice never stopping. She pulled the pillow over her face, stifling her moans. He grabbed the pillow and tossed it away.

"No, no hiding." He said deeply, "I want to see you, watch you take me inside of you." Her face got darker as if that was possible and he smiled. How could such a sexy woman still get embarrassed with him buried deep inside of her? She closed her mouth, pressing her lips together.

Ah, she was embarrassed with the noise. "Let go. Scream. Scream for me." He rolled his hips and she let out a silent scream, her hands pushing at his biceps.

"Louder. I want to hear you. No one is going to hear you but me." He leaned down raising her hips and grinded his hips into her. She cried out and her nails dug into his arm. He felt her clench around him and he groaned as his control slipped and released inside of her. He stilled, unable to move. Her panting was making her pulse around him. He leaned back and let her legs fall back down.

She felt weak. Her legs were like jelly as they fell down his body and to the bed. Everything this man did to her was so exhilarating.

"How many tricks do you have up your sleeve?" She murmured.

He laughed, "As many as you are willing to let me try." He pulled himself away from her and threw the condom away.

"So I'm your test subject then?" She said lazily. He turned around and the sight before him made his heart skip a beat. She lied near the center of the bed, her body stretched out before him, glistening with sweat. Her left leg was stretched out, while her right was slightly bent up. Her arm rested lightly over her tummy, her skin stretching across her hips over her flat soft belly. Her chest rose and fell softly, her soft perky mounds calling him back to her side. She was looking at him with a sweet soft smile on her face. Her whole body said pleased, relaxed and happy.

"No. You're my partner" He slid into bed next to her, his hand sliding over hers, weaving his fingers with hers. "And I'll let you experiment on me whenever you want." He smiled at her brightly.

She laughed, "Oh good. I have a ton of new recipes I would love your opinion on. Perhaps we can make a day of it." Her smile widened as he paled.

"Why a whole day?" He groaned.

"Because you would take a whole day if I let you." Meaning if they had a whole day to spend together, she was sure she wouldn't get to see anything but this room, somehow she knew he would never let her leave.

"If you let me?" His hand smoothed back behind her and cupped her butt then pulled her towards him. "I have yet to hear you argue." His provocative voice seeped into her core and she turned away, blushing.

"I love all the things you do to me." She whispered against his shoulder. He chuckled at his innocent little vixen. He cupped her face and smiled his angelic smile. He rubbed his nose against the tip of hers and leaned in for the sweetest of kisses. She slid her hand down his chest and wrapped her arm around to his back.

He gathered her into his arms, "Weren't you talking about something before being so rudely interrupted?"

She laughed, "I was? Oh right." She remembered the little mark behind her knee.

"Moko-san knows I'm sleeping over now thanks to the little kiss mark you left behind my knee." She pretended to sound upset or accusatory but it sounded like she really didn't care.

"Oh, her and the make-up artist, Fujiwara-san, thought she doesn't know who did it. I wouldn't tell her. She thought it was Karakana-san who did it. I have no idea why." She heard him sigh and felt his head drop to her shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

She saw his shoulder shake as if he was crying or… laughing.

"Why are you laughing? I should be upset at your little mark." She huffed. He pulled his head up, his eyes shinning with laughter.

"How do I feel about you?" He asked so matter-of-fact.

She blushed and felt so bold saying it out loud as if she could assume such a thought, "You… love… me." She said timidly.

"Yes. I do. Say it with a little more confidence. I love you." The little words spilled from his lips so easily.

"You love me." She whispered without stuttering. He nodded.

"That will do for now. How does Ishibashi Hikaru feels about you?" She blushed harder now.

"You said he liked me, romantically." She murmured. What was the point of this?

"Now how do you think Karakana-san feels?" She looked at him with wide eyes as he asked.

"But, we just met? How can he like me if he doesn't know me?" She was shocked. Where and why was all this coming out of the woodworks once she found out about Ren loving her? How many more people have tried to be with her without her noticing?

"They may not know what your favorite food is or how you seem to light up when you take a walk in the forest like I do." He emphasized the last part. "But your first impression is a lasting one."

"You are like a piece of art." He said and she twisted her mouth at the corny comparison.

"It's true. At first glance you think, "Oh, how pretty" or in your case, "Oh, she's cute" but as they get to know you better they see how beautiful you are inside and out." He caressed her face as she cast her eyes down in embarrassment.

"They see what that you are a hard worker, smart, caring, sweet and strong with a surprisingly fiery will." He was brushing her hair back with his fingers as he spoke. If she could purr she would be right now.

"What man wouldn't want all that in their life? That's why you have so many admirers." He lifted her chin to his face and it went dark.

"But they can't have you. They can only admire you from afar." He stole her lips like he has taken so many things from her.

"So jealous and possessive." She laughed softly.

"Only of you. They can take everything away from me but you." He continued to talk before she could reply to that little statement.

"And you left quite a few marks on me as well. I can just hide them better." He turned his bicep to her and there were fresh nail makes imbedded into his skin. Then he turned around and let her see his back. There were nail marks and scratched covering the sides of his back and all on top of his shoulders.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I didn't know I was hurting you." She was upset as he turned back towards her.

He laughed, "You didn't. I didn't feel a single one of them hurt me. I was a little distracted with what we were doing." He smiled sly at her and she blushed but was still upset. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. She stayed in his arms and her mind started to wonder with questions, questions that they had asked her throughout the day.

"Kuon?" He relaxed his hold and looked at her waiting.

"I had to tell the Okami-san I was here last night and then Moko-san also found out and they both asked me the same question." She paused.

"What question?"

"Am I living with you? Or when I'm moving in? I didn't know what to say to that." She looked up at him concerned.

"I would love it if you moved in with me, but you don't have to if you don't want to." He added. He didn't want to pressure her into anything she didn't want to do. He's wanted to take it slow but things or fate seem to rush things beyond his will to fight. He didn't want to confess like that but he couldn't stand it if she hated him like she hated Fuwa. He wasn't planning on making love to her but he couldn't fight her and his desire for her any longer.

"I don't know. I would miss the Taisho and Okami-san but being able to stay here with you…" She absently drew little circles against his chest as she thought about it.

"I finished the show too so I thought I should give back your key since I don't need to practice anymore." She said sadly.

"No. Even if you decide you want to live at Darama-ya's still, I would still want you to have my key. Even if this doesn't become your home…yet" he added with a smile, "I want you to be able to come and go freely. You don't have to call me, you can stay here all day if you like and all night with me I hope." She smiled up at him at that.

"Anything of mine is yours do to with as you please, including myself." He grinned at her and she laughed.

"Okay." She said softly. She would love to move in and be with him but she was also scared. Scared of everything that has happened and of what will happen. She glanced up at him and he was just looking at her his hand leisurely caressing some part of her body. His right was under her head and he was playing with her hair, his left was at her waist or would slide to her hip. One thing she wasn't scared of anymore was of this. The look in his eyes, the beat of his heart under her hand told her there was nothing to worry about in his arms.

"What do I say if they ask about me dating?" This got her really flustered. She could answer her friends… friend and the Darama-ya couple but anyone else she wasn't sure.

"We will have to talk to PR about that and I mean both of us will. I don't want anyone thinking you slept your way to the top. The only one touching you is me and I don't want others thinking otherwise. Then will they be okay with me saying I have a girlfriend now? Tsuruga Ren might have to be single but Hizuri Kuon is definitely taken and both are madly in love with Mogami Kyoko."

She smiled with a little laugh. "And she is madly in love with the Fairy Prince Corn, Tsuruga Ren and especially Hizuri Kuon."

A/N: Thanks so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. :)