98% Safe 2% Kyoko. (A Skip Beat! Fanfic)

Prologue.

 

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Or any of the songs used here after

98% Safe 2% Kyoko.

Prologue.

Kuon could hardly believe his luck. Today of all days on his 26th birthday the love of his life, the woman of his dreams was finally becoming his wife. He could still remember it like it was yesterday. They had been filming together in Australia for a new film. He had taken her to Ayers Rock. As the first rays of dawn had hit them he had gotten down on bended knee on the dawn of her 21st birthday and she had made him the happiest man alive. She had said yes.

Now as Ren lifted the veil from her face, her words "I do" still ringing in his mind , he could hardly allow Lory the time to speak the words.

"You may n..." Ren's lips were already securely fastened to Kyoko's.

"Happy Birthday, Corn." she whispered as the need to breathe became too much. The audience cheered. This was the biggest wedding of the year. Kuon hadn't cared how big or how fancy it had been, all he cared about was the fact that the woman he loved was his for now and forever. Julie and Lory had outdone themselves, but Kuon and Kyoko hardly noticed. They only had eyes for each other. She had been his rock, his support when 3 years earlier he had cast aside his stage name and revealed the truth about his past and his real name. She had been there for him when he needed her. She was the one that had held his hand and told him that no one would hate Kuon as he had believed. She was the one who had been right.

"You are the best birthday present I have ever received." He whispered back.

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They had been waiting for this moment all day, they were finally alone together with no one to disturb them. Kuon kissed Kyoko passionately and she responded, his touch making her feel alive. A fire was raging beneath her skin, steadily growing hotter as his hands ranged over her body. Craving the feel of him, her own hands fastened themselves into his hair as they fed off of each others need and desire.

His hands found the lacing on the back of Kyoko's dress. As impatient fingers fumbled to remove the offending garment, he thought she looked amazing with it on. She had stolen his breath away when he saw her coming down the aisle towards him, but now it would be better decorating the hotel floor. Her own hands were busy removing his shirt as he growled. Nipping at her neck while yanking apart the offending laces that were too slow to obey his frantic demands. Oh how he wanted her, to feel her skin upon his. how he needed her touch.

With a final tug the dress slipped away and Kuon was instantly occupied by her beautiful breasts. As he sucked, licked and kissed those tortured peaks she moaned and mewed beautifully, no sound could ever sound so sweet to his ears. Sweeping her off her feet he carried her over to the bed, their mouths and tongues locked in a desperate struggle for dominance in which neither would back down or win. Kuon placed her gently on the bed below him as he gazed down at her milky white skin.

"God, you're gorgeous." he moaned as he slowly lifted her right leg. Kissing down from her ankle to her thigh, he unclasped her suspender clips with his teeth before lipping at the stocking slowly rolling it down with his mouth and tongue alone. Kyoko gasped and shivered as her body tingled with pure delight at his touch. How could every little thing he did affect her so much? True she had never been with another man besides Kuon, but truly why would she ever want to when he could make her feel like she was floating on air with his touch alone?