Hi, can I request 28. and 36. for Kyo from sits? ^^
(Edit: tumblr was being stupid sorry D:)Sorry it took so long too!
It was a warm summer day when Kyohei was booked for acommercial gig. The last gig had both of you flying all over half of Japan.This gig was thankfully a bit more local, actually at the beach.
The drive to the beach was thankfully not too long, onlyabout an hour and a half drive. You had fallen into a light sleep as the sunfelt good on your skin and the car made you sleepy.
Kyohei gently shook you awake, “Hey, we’re here.” He couldn’tsuppress the laugh when you came to. Your face had a large red mark where theseatbelt had dug into your face. “C’mon, it’s time to wake up.”
Stretching your arms you waited for Kyo to open the door foryou, he was on a kick of being extremely romantic and lately he had insistedthat he open the door for you. When he came over to your side and brought youout from the car.
Once you both were out Kyohei was swarmed with producers andphotographers. He pulled you close to him as the group threatened to pull youapart.
“Mr. Rikudoh! How was your drive?” one man had asked, he wasthe producer of the commercial. He handed Kyohei a soda, for which Kyoheiimmediately opened and took a large swig before handing the rest to you.
“Pleasant.” Kyohei’s arm wrapped around your waist andpulled you snug. “Mrs. Rikudoh made it even more pleasant.”
The producer shook your hand briefly, and returned totalking to Kyohei. “The makeup artists are waiting for you inside the trailer.”You both were directed to the trailer where the team was waiting. Inside the ACwas cranked hard, you regretted wearing a tank top, you could already feel thegoosebumps erupting all over your skin.
Inside the team of 5 had immediately got to work on yourhusband, they had him remove his shirt and into swim trunks. You almost feltbad when his body also erupted in goosebumps. It was payback for the teasing,at least that’s what you justified it as.
No matter how many times you had seen your husband’s tonedchest, you still swooned. When he sat in the chair he couldn’t help but send a flirtatiouswink your way. “Don’t go falling in love with me all over again.”
The blush that stained your cheeks couldn’t go away as youglanced down and away, “of course not. I’m just gonna work on my lyrics now.”
In an effort to show that his flirting wasn’t getting toyou, you turned away from him and down at your work. You could hear Kyoheichuckling behind you.
In no time Kyohei was ushered from the trailer and to theset. He had given you a quick on the lips and left. No matter what your husbanddid sent butterflies into your stomach.
It wasn’t till later did you notice that his shirt was lyingforgotten on a chair, of course had just tossed it and not hang it up likeusual. When another round of goosebumps ran over your arms and legs, you rubbedyour hand over your exposed skin when you got an idea. If he wasn’t going touse the shirt, you would.
Slipping into the shirt you were enveloped in Kyohei’ssmell. You had picked out his cologne, and you loved it. It was if you werebeing hugged by him. You grabbed the sleeve and took one more whiff beforestepping out, you couldn’t be alone much longer.
Outside the warm sun kissed your skin and the change in temperaturewas immediately felt. You were tempted to remove Kyohei’s shirt in favor ofyour tank top, but you also knew that Kyohei loved seeing you in his clothing.
Outside on the sand you saw the crew filming your husband.He was a natural, his smile and his movements, even the lines that he was given;Kyohei was born for the spotlight and nothing could tell you different.
You walked as silently as you could to where the crew was.Of course you couldn’t sneak onto the set without Kyohei noticing, his eyes didn’tfalter from the camera but the quirk of a smile showed up.
“CUT!” came the voice of the director, “Kyohei, that smilemade it! Good job!” the director smiled at him, “Really good touch there. Ithink we got the footage we needed.”
Kyohei shook hands with the crew as they packed up, hefinally came to you, “Are you wearing myshirt?”
“I was cold.” You replied innocently. He laughed as he envelopedyou in his arms. The warmth of his skin chased away any lingering cold on yourskin.
“Damn you look so sexy.” He whispered into your ear, “Icould devour you right here.” His hand snaked to your ass as he squeezed andthen lower to pick you up bridal style and made his way towards the crashingwaves. With a squeal you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Kyohei! Put me down!” you squealed, partially in fear andpartially in jest; you had never learned to swim so going any further than yourknees had your heart beating hard. When he ignored your words you could feelyour fear overriding your pleasure. “Kyohei! I mean it! Put me down! I can’tswim.”
When the wave slapped as your skin had you squealing inKyohei’s ear, “If I drown I am going to haunt your ass for the rest of yourlife!”
Kyohei paused, and a serious look passed over his face, hisseriousness cut through your quickly panicking mind, “I would die before I let anything happen to you.” He kissed you ashe released your legs into the cool water, “I would never let you get hurt,trust me.” His free arm wrapped around your waist, “I wont let you go, Ipromise.”
