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

Worry and sympathy

Kuon sighed as Kyoko tossed over again. Kyoko was 31 weeks pregnant now and if he was completely honest neither of them were enjoying the experience. Kyoko was about the size of a double decker bus in her words and no matter how many times a day he told her she was still beautiful the mood swings where back with a vengeance. She would either get angry, cry or some other strange emotion. She only seemed happy when she was doing what his mother called nesting. They had decorated and rearranged the nursery now almost 4 times this week; adding in new furniture, taking furniture away only to replace it a few hours later. Finally, now he was praying that this phase was over. She was happy, he was happy and the nursery was staying as it was. Well he was going to try and put his foot down to this point but when he realised he had married a spit fire he had to admit putting his foot down was like putting his head in an open crocodile's mouth!

"Do you need something sweetheart?" he asked turning to face Kyoko who even in the dark he could see her golden eyes glowing, and how restless she was.

"Unless it's a baseball bat and you're willing to knock me out, NO!" was her sharp reply, Kuon bit back a retort. He couldn't really be angry with her. After all, how would he like it if he had a stomach the size of 3 footballs, two children either lying on his bladder or nerves or as Kyoko was having twins both? He took a deep breath and throwing caution to the wind he pulled her closer to him cuddling her as best he could with her round stomach between them. Kyoko hadn't been in the mood for cuddling the last few days so it was a gamble, but as he stroked her cheek and she leaned into his touch he was glad he had gambled.

"I'm sorry my love, if I could take the babies and carry them instead of you I would. You know I would." Kyoko nodded silently as she too slowly wrapped her arms around the man she loved.

"I'm sorry I've been so snappy and evil Kuon, I truly don't mean it. I just feel so …... so useless." Kuon knew that was one of the main reasons for Kyoko's unease. Kyoko had always worked, always been doing something, working on something or going somewhere. She had never had to step back and allow others to do it for her. Hell Kuon had seen it already that even when she was ill Kyoko insisted on doing everything herself. She was slowly coming to rely on him more, but at the end of the day Kyoko was still a strong, independent woman who liked her independence and with the twins she had lost a lot of it and he knew it grated on his loves nerves.

"It's fine Kyoko, I know this is difficult for you and I accept any jab, throw or kick you aim at me willingly..." he watched her open her mouth to retort but he continued before she could speak,

"But I refuse to move the nursery around again, it's perfect the way it is." the last part was said in a friendly joking tone, but his heart was pounding. Had he gone too far? Would her good mood hold out? He was rewarded with Kyoko chuckling her eyes twinkling mischievously as she smiled at him.

"Oh I don't know maybe we should move the …." she was cut off by Kuon's lips on hers as he swallowed her words. She groaned into his mouth as their tongues connected, swirling around each other in an endless dance of love and desire. He tasted her as she tasted him, each eager in their touch as Kyoko ran her fingertips down Kuon's chest.

Reaching Kuon's t-shirt hem she pulled it up, revealing his chiselled abs and chest, God how she loved his body. She ran teasing fingertips and nails over him as he groaned, kissing her deeper and with more passion as he shivered, delighted by her touch. It took only a few moments with Kyoko's insistence for Kuon to leave her lips and swiftly remove his shirt as she watched him with lust filled eyes, God he wanted her. Kyoko sat up slowly, seductively slipping out of her silk night dress as Kuon watched her with bated breath.

She could already see her actions had a very nice and very real effect on him and God how she wanted to feel that effect, she wanted him ever so badly. Kuon was still watching her as she tossed the night dress to the floor, her moves were slow due to her added weight but god she was sexy. Kyoko pulled herself over to Kuon slowly and looked up at him as she smiled in a way that sent shivers down his spine and blood rushing to a place that was already aching for her, almost painfully so.