The moment the words escaped her lips, she felt Ren tense up and reality set in as a voice boomed through the stage.

"That was… I don't have words," Director Sugimura bellowed with a huge smile on his lips. Kyoko tensed and tried to move off of Ren as the director approached but his arms held her still.

"Wait," Ren whispered urgently and reached between them to cover himself back up.

Sugimura turned around to the crew and shouted, "Alright everyone, go take a COLD shower!" Everyone laughed but the two in bed.

"Kyoko, I can't find your underwear," Ren mumbled in a panic as his hand searched the blankets blindly.

She was getting that overwhelming desire to disappear once again as she sat up and hid herself in the blankets. Sugimura turned with a big grin on his face and the two held still in bed.

"That was amazing. There is no way that you could have done that any better than actually doing it," he teased and Kyoko laughed nervously. "Plus we wouldn't have enough time to film the real thing," he added with a regretful tone.

Ren frowned and asked, "How long did that take?"

"Hmmm," the director had to think about it. "about 7ish minutes. I don't know maybe closer to 10. It doesn't matter. It was perfect for the show."

Ten minutes? That's it? Geez Ren you really are rusty. If she had actually let us inside of her you would busted right then and there.

Yeah, same body, Kuon. Remember?

Shit…

"So then we are good?" she asked wanting to escape. Ren sighed as he was obviously going insane from multiple personality disorder.

"Yes, I believe we are done," Sugimura beamed. "Thank you so much for giving us this. The ratings for this show will go through the roof with this. And I'm sure that the writers will have a ball planning the next one."

"No," Ren barked out before Kyoko could object.

"What? Why not? You guys did great."

"We aren't doing this again. You can imply all of the sex you like, but nothing like this again," Ren said sternly. At this time, the assistant had arrived with their robes, which Kyoko snatched, shoved it on and ran for all she was worth. She was on the verge of tears and with those last three words running through her mind like a horror show, she had to leave.

"Kyoko, wait!" Ren shouted as he struggled out of the sheets and into the robe. He was nervous about his state as well. The air cooled the evidence of their act on his boxer briefs and he didn't want anyone else to know about it. But he had to catch her. He had to pin her down before she ran out of his life forever, because he heard those three little words spill from her lips, and he knew for a fact those weren't in the script.

I've got to go. I need to get out of here, now. Get dressed and go.

Kyoko ran ignoring everything around her as if she was in a pitch black tunnel and the light at the end of that tunnel was her dressing room door. She sighed in relief as soon as she saw it and took no time to open it, close it and run straight for her normal clothes. But as soon as the door closed, it opened up again by the one person she was running from.

She didn't even have time to speak when Ren's lips came crashing upon hers. Her eyes grew wide and she pushed away from him breaking the kiss but making her stumble back towards the floor. She did not hit the floor, somehow she knew that she wouldn't and stuck her arms out against Ren instead of the floor. He caught her and again pulled her up. She tried to push against his chest again, but he was too strong. His lips closed in and she turned her head away.

"Stop," she told him a little too softly as he started to kiss her neck. She made a futile attempt to get away, her hand slipping off his shoulders, pulling on his robe instead. He had her pinned in his arms; one wrapped around her waist with the other supported her back holding on to the back of her neck.

"Let go," she said stronger this time, but he didn't listen. She had to do something or else she was going to fall into his trap again. That scene went too far and no doubt he had the power to do it again. As it was, her body was already responding to him as he sucked on her neck. She gripped the robe at the top of his shoulders and lifted her right leg. He was holding on to her so tightly that she knew he could support her weight, and the only way she was going to get away from him was to use her strongest asset – her legs.

She braced herself against him and pushed up. Her knee was braced against his leg and her arms pushed on his shoulders allowing her to pull herself up though his arms. She did not anticipate that the pressure she put on him would make him drop. Ren groaned and dropped to his knees and then he pulled back to sit on the floor, however he still didn't let go. It seemed that she only made things worse. The fall landed with her straddling his lap and made her robe loosen to the point of revealing part of her chest which was where his face and lips ended up.

Ren wasted no time taking advantage of the situation. His mouth moved over her right breast and licked. He flicked his tongue through the sheer lace over the nipple he revealed earlier making her cry out and arch her back. Her body betrayed her as a ripple of pleasure coursed through her body straight to the apex of her legs. Her hands moved up from his shoulders to his head. Her fingers clawed up his scalp and held him against her.

Her actions must have made Ren comfortable, because he lowered them down to the floor. She didn't know how he did it, but he never stopped kissing her. As soon as she was on the floor, he let her go because his hands wanted to do other things. Reality hit Kyoko as she felt his right hand at her thigh and slip under the robe where she was still completely bare, meanwhile his left went up and pulled at the lace cup that covered her breast.

"Ren, stop!" Kyoko cried out as his hand ran over her bare hip and his tongue circled her bare nipple. She started to struggle against him again as her robe started to be pulled off.

"No," she sobbed and pushed against the floor to get out from below him. "Stop, Ren, why are you doing this?" Kyoko cried as Ren finally revealed her mostly naked body. She wasn't expecting an answer, not after all this. His hand ran up her body, and she was ashamed that it felt so good. His mouth finally pulled away with a loud pop and lapped at her breast one last time.

"Because I love you," he whispered so softly to her breast. Kyoko stilled not believing what he said. He finally pulled away from her. She watched him above her, waiting for her mind to catch up with him. His eyes raked over her body as his hand caressed her.

"I love you so much, Kyoko," he said again once his eyes reached hers. He smiled and then laughed. "I've completely lost my mind right now."

"Ren, let me go," Kyoko whispered in a shaky voice.

"I wasn't going to do anything. I just wanted…"

"You wanted what?!" she cried out with tears threatening her eyes. "To force me into...?"

Shock covered Ren's face. "No!" He went up onto his knees letting her go with a look of horror on his face. "Kyoko, I would never. Please," he pleaded as she scooted back and covered herself back up.

"You come into my dressing room, push me down to the floor, undress me all the while doing…." she closed her eyes and her body shivered as she remember how good it felt. "Is that how it worked for you before? You said I love you to a girl and they screwed you?"

"A..wa...n...no," he stuttered completely dumfounded.

"Get out," Kyoko commanded as she hugged herself.

"Kyoko, please," Ren begged and started to crawl over to her. She watched as his robe fell apart revealing his wonderfully toned body moving over to her.

"LEAVE!" She screamed and hid her face in the security of her knees and arms.

It was obvious that he didn't leave and she started crying. She could feel him approach her, the heat of his body wrapped around her, and she was tempted to laugh as he comforted her. She wanted to laugh because what would-be rapist would try to comfort their victim. She wanted to laugh because if he did make love to her, it would have been just that – making love. She loved what he was doing to her, her body was growing hot at each action, her heart was beating wildly and she knew that she would have given in.

"I can't," Ren whispered into her hair. "I'm sorry, but I can't leave. Not right now, not like this. If I left right now, I would never see you again, so I can't." He was right. Kyoko would have made it her life goal to make sure they never saw each other again, so she stayed silent.

"I'm sorry," he continued. "Today was…" he paused trying to find the right word, "intense. Today has been intense, and I got carried away. I'm sorry."

Kyoko swallowed her tears and lied, "It was an act."

"What?"

"Everything," she summoned up her courage and cleared her voice. She looked up but not at him, "It was all an act. We're actors, remember?"

Ren frowned and backed up at this. "No, it wasn't. I wasn't acting out there, and I know you weren't either."

She straightened up and pushed away from the warmth of his arms. She had to step away from him otherwise she might not be able to pull this off. If she convinced him that everything today was an act, maybe just maybe, she could consider herself his equal. She licked her lips and faced him, but again she couldn't meet his eyes.

"I'm sorry I mislead you, Tsuruga-san, but that wasn't real. Thank you for showing me how to," she swallowed and licked her lips again trying to keep her mouth moist so she could speak. "For showing me how to… do that, but…."

"But nothing," Ren snapped angrily. "Kyoko, that was real. I kissed you. I touched you. I made love to you."

"That's not making love," she countered. "You were never inside of me."

"Lesson #3 - Making love is a lot more than sexual intercourse. Making love is so much more than a physical act," he started. She still wasn't looking at him and that alone gave him hope. Hope that everything he felt was true. He took her chin and forced her to look at him.

"I love you. I'll say it as many times as you want. I love you, Kyoko Mogami, and now I know you love me too. You said it. You felt it out there, as did I. The way your heart raced when we kissed, the goose bumps on your skin after each touch, how good it felt as you moved against me. I felt that and so much more. It was more than physical pleasure, because it was you. Tell me that it was all a lie. Look into my eyes and tell me that was an act, that you could do that with anyone."

She opened her mouth to say yes. Her mind screamed at her to say yes, that it was all a lie, but the pain in her chest overpowered her voice and she croaked instead. Tears started to run down her cheeks and she shook her head.

No. She wasn't acting. No, there was no way she could ever let anyone touch her the way he did. It was him that she wanted. It always has been and no one else could compare.

She sobbed, lurched forward into Ren's arms and kissed him. He didn't hesitate for even a second to kiss her back. He took all of her in, her salty kiss, her playful tongue and warm soft body into his arms as well as all of the fear and love she had to offer into his heart. He would take it all and make it his now and forever. He felt her pull back and while he didn't want to let her go, he did. She didn't move away completely, but enough to move her arms.

"I loved it," she confessed softly with a blush on her cheeks. Kyoko laughed and wiped away her tears. "Everything out there," she paused and the blush got darker, "everything in here." She ran her hands lightly on his bare chest and stopped with a hand over his heart. She smiled widely feeling the heavy drumming of his heart racing as fast as hers was. She looked up at him with watery eyes and whispered, "I love you."

"Whoo!" Ren cheered out loudly giving her a little shock, but not as much as his kiss. While yes she wanted his kisses, she wasn't use to this. He did it without warning, and it was much too new for her to not be surprised by it. She was equally surprised when he started to push her down to the floor again, his hands once again sneaking into her robe and touched her bare skin.

"Geez, Ren!" She whined playfully as he made his way kissing down her neck to the top of her chest. "That wasn't my way of saying yes." He groaned understanding the rejection.

"Do you have any idea how hard this is for me to know what is underneath this robe?" He whined making her laugh.

"I can imagine," she said seductively.

Ren's eyes went smoky and his voice dipped very low to match, "You don't have to imagine. Let me show you." He took her hand and started to move her down towards his arousal.

"Ren, stop," she commanded, snatching her hand back. "I'm starting to think you confessed because of a little action after six long years."

"I'm not going to lie. I'm taking advantage of the situation," he admitted as he leaned down and kissed her shoulder. "But," he added and started to kiss down her collar bone, "I have to remind you that you confessed first."

Kyoko frowned and was about to retaliate but realized he was right but her stubbornness kept her from speaking.

He laughed, his breath heating up the skin on her chest. He ran his hands up the sides of her body. His long fingers slipped underneath her bra, took off the last little patch and he proceeded to tease her left nipple. Kyoko squirmed below him, pondering if she should stop him when he spoke, "I have to wonder if you confessed because I gave you a little action. Did your first orgasm open your heart to me?"

She gasped. "That's awful! How could you say that?"

He smiled and then shrugged. He looked down at her tortured peek and shoved the bra off her breast. He nuzzled the tip with his nose and replied, "I don't think I would mind being your sex slave if that were the case." Ren finished his sentence taking that dusty tip into his mouth causing Kyoko to whimper. He really didn't think that way did he? Kyoko lifted her hand to his face, getting his attention back to her.

"It's not," she said sincerely as she sweetly combed his hair back from his face.

"I know," he smiled softly, leaned up and kissed her. This was sweet compared to the others, a soft press of the lips and the tiniest tickle of their tongues. But once again, their passion was consuming them. Her hands left his face to caress his back and held him closer to her. Even her legs were trying to get him closer, her right leg ran up his and hooked around his thigh as they kissed.

Ren broke the kiss for a much needed breath for each of them and smiled down at her. Noticing her body responding to him so much, her willingness to be with him shined through, he had to ask, "So is this a yes now?"

Kyoko blinked up at him wondering what the question was and then laughed. She shook her head. Even if they did exchanges words of love, she wasn't prepared for all that.

He sighed but has yet to stop touching her and she was grateful. Though the last article of clothing of hers was getting irritating and if his hands were any indication it wouldn't be for long. His fingers traced along the edges of the material of her bra as his mouth made its way down. Kyoko sighed and then groaned when he released her breasts from that bra.

"This isn't helping," he told her in a husky voice that was quickly cut off with the sound of him sucking her neglected right breast into his mouth.

"It's very hard saying no to you," she moaned and then added, "you are going to mark me if you keep doing that."

He released her with a pop and grinned at her. "It's a little late for that."

"What?! Where?"

"Here," he kissed her where he just released her, "and here," he kissed her other breast higher this time where the bra had be unable to hide her. He rose up towards her neck and kissed her again.

"On my neck," she exclaimed and pushed him away in case he was tempted to do another.

"Now we are even," he said with a smile and showed her the hickey she gave him during the scene. Kyoko pressed her lips together and blushed guiltily.

"Plus, I wanted it to be known," he whispered at her as his face moved above hers with such a dark heated look of possession. "You are mine." He leaned down and kissed her. He wasted no time in sweeping his tongue into her mouth. He consumed her, filling her completely as he wished to do but much lower. He darted in and out of her mouth in a sweet invasion making her moan.

Again, he was getting carried away allowing his kisses to confuse her as he pulled back the robe she put on for the 10th time today. But now her body was completely bare and he only had on his briefs. She trembled as he ran his hands down her body and grabbed her thighs. She felt his knees slip between hers and suddenly he was between her body and pulling her towards his obvious desire for her. The kiss broke as he thrust against her. Her body jerked at the sudden spark of pleasure and she cried out but pushed back at the same time.

"Ren, we can't do this," she reminded him but her body wasn't really fighting. It was telling her, Yes, we can do this. It would be so easy to say yes, but she couldn't. She clung onto him, no moving but panting in his arms as he shook within hers.

"Let me get dressed and the temptation will be gone," she said as she pulled away and out of his arms.

He laughed. "I'm sorry, but your body is burned into my memory." He said as his eyes ran over her again. "I know how you look under your clothes. I know how soft your skin feels as I touch you." His hand touched the closest thing to him which was her left calf. "I know how your body moves when I kiss you," he leaned in and kissed her knee making her flinch but she was unable to move away as his face inched down her thigh.

"I know the way you smell when you're aroused," he growled as his face neared her wet throbbing center.

"The temptation will always be there now," he said as he pulled away and spread her thighs apart. "And besides, you need to clean up before you get dressed." He smiled nefariously at her and she watched his hand slide down her thigh and lightly ran his fingers over her spreading the slick wetness of her excitement. When did she get so wet? And it was so thick that she barely felt his fingers touching her lips and teasing her entrance. It wasn't until he slipped his thumb inside of her that she buckled and pushed away from him.

"Shower!" She screamed and slammed her legs closed. "I can take a shower."

He leaned over to look at something behind her. She looked too and noticed it was the bathroom door. She started to stand to move towards it and as soon as her feet supported her weight he came behind her and hugged her.

"There isn't a shower here," he whispered into her ear as his hand lazily ran down the side of her body. He trailed down to the dip of her bikini line and tickled her, teasing her and making her wish he would just do it.

"But, I can help with that," he added with a voice that held such promise.

"How?" she asked in a breathy voice.

Kyoko found herself sitting on the couch as Ren kissed his way down her body. She didn't understand what he was going to do until he breathed cold air against her heated core. He smiled up at her one last time before his mouth disappeared and hers cried out from his expert tongue.

Meanwhile…

Director Sugimura watched the two actors run off the stage and huffed. The scene went so well, why wouldn't they do it again?

Well, at least he had the main one. The rest would have been Isao slowly falling into the downward spiral of Mika, not at all as eventful. He smiled thinking of the scene. I have to watch that again. He left to review the digital recording. Just to make sure everything was shot right.

After watching it twice for purely professional reasons, there was a knock on the door. He jumped at the unexpected sound, coughed and then told whomever it was to come in.

"Um, Director Sugimura," his assistant timidly came in blushing red with her hands behind her back. "The scene is over Tomoko-chan. You can stop blushing now," he told her as he shook his head and returned to the film, rewinding it to Mogami-san's little dance. She was still blushing?! Damn virgins. Thank goodness, Mogami-san wasn't this bashful or we would have never gotten this scene done.

"It's not that, sir," she said a little annoyed. It may be true that she didn't like that little scene, but getting to watch Tsuruga Ren like that was well worth the cost of her embarrassment. No, this is for something different. She walked up to him as he ignored her and swallowed.

"The, um, the stage crew came in to take everything down and found this," she held out her fist. "It fell out of the bed when they were taking it apart."

Sugimura frowned and looked before him. Her fist was holding on to something black. He leaned forward and raised his hand towards hers and she dropped it into his palm. It took him a moment to realize what it was and another moment to process what it meant.

"These are…"

"Yes, sir," Tomoko replied.

"And you found them…" he continued.

"In the bed, after the crew tore off the sheets," she answered.

"Are you sure?" He asked incredibly.

"If I may be so bold, Director. I believe that scene wasn't as fake as they would like for you to believe," she said disapprovingly.

He simply stared at them and then moved to the recording playing on the screen and then back at the panties. No way. It was all… but it looked… but it was so short… but then… Damn it!

"Shit! I promised her that she wouldn't be harmed and that bastard. Call my lawyer and tell him what happened. I don't want this coming back at me if she files for rape," he ordered her and she quickly nodded and left. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Thinking back on it, he wondered why she was so out of it. He thought she was a little shaken up by the whole experience, not that Tsuruga-san assaulted her. A deep frown marred his face. Even Tsuruga-san looked a little out of it, worried or concerned about the scene. Then he remembered the way the actor chased after the girl.

FUCK!

"TOMOKO!" He yelled out the door of the office. She quickly popped her head out of room with her cell phone on her ear. Sugimura rushed over to her and asked, "Did you see where Mogami-san or Tsuruga-san left after the scene? Did you see either of them leave the studio yet?"

Tomoko started to think about it. She remembered them leaving the stage, but never paid attention to see if either of them left. She shook her head in response and Sugimura took off running to the dressing rooms.

The first room he ran into was Tsuruga-san's. He burst open not caring if he was getting dressed or not, but found the place empty. A wave of relief washed over him, but his heart was still pounding in his chest. Once he checked the other rooms out he would feel better. The next room was a small break room where people would have their lunch. The next was a small closet and then finally Mogami-san's dressing room. It was closed but that shouldn't have mattered. This time he prepared himself to knock. He was less than a yard away when he heard a woman cry out.

"No, don't…"

A heartbeat later he was opening the door and the next he closed it back up again with slam.

"Oh my God, Ren. Did someone come in? You didn't lock the door!?"

"I wasn't really thinking about that at the moment," he confessed. "I'll go look."

"No, wait!" Kyoko squeaked but he already opened the door. Sugimura hid in the other room like his life depended on it, willing his heart to stop hammering and his breath to be as quiet as possible. He heard Tsuruga-san speak through the vent, "There was no one there. It was probably your nerves getting the best of you."

"I did not imagine that! Someone came through the door and saw us," she whined.

"Are you sure? Because I found it hard to hear anything over your sexy little moans."

"Ren! Stop! Uh… wait!" Kyoko's voice morphed into a moan and Sugimura knew he had to leave. He smiled at himself. I guess the rumors are all true. He grinned, happy that he didn't have to worry about anything. He looked at the thong underwear and pocketed it. No one would miss them.

A/N: I'll leave what is happening in the dressing room to you guys. :) Thank you for reading! It's been so long since I last wrote you guys, I hope everyone enjoyed this episode.

Until next time,

Alita