Fujimura Miyu looked down at him, "What's wrong?"
He looked up and saw the dark bruises circling her neck. There was a lot of bruises staining her body.
"Does it hurt?"
Miyu shook her head, "No, I'm fine. She did worse. But some of the bruises are yours, so stop being so spicy."
Ryota raised an eyebrow, "Spicy?"
Miyu smiled, "Yes spicy!"
Ryota frowned and began to look again. He was worried about her, he knew she was powerful and that these bruises were nothing to her, but it still worried him. He didn't like seeing her perfect skin be tainted by red and purple blotches. He was disappointed in himself, he shouldn't have hit so hard.
Miyu saw all the emotions swirling in his eyes and the waves of then going through her mind.
She patted his head, "I'm fine, don't worry!"
Ryota looked up.
He grinned.
Miyu got scared, 'Oh no, that's not good. Changing emotions that quick is NOT good at all!'
He kissed her hip, right on top of her bruise. He whispered, "My mother always told me that kisses always make the pain go away."
He kissed her next bruise, making her go all hot inside. Ryota grinned, "Do you feel better?"
Miyu couldn't say anything when she looked eyes with his passionate gaze, so she just nodded her head.
Ryota grinned. Miyu now notices that he loves to grin.
He went to the next bruise, then the next, then the next, until he reached the ones on her neck. 'Hes so close,' she thought, as she felt his hot breath against hers. Miyu was quickly forgetting her surroundings, forgetting herself, until she remembered one thing.
Miyu pushed him away. He pouted, "What, I thought you liked it!"
Miyu pouted as well, mocking him, "Well, you stopped abruptly last time, why can't they I this time? Let's get down to business, shall we?"
Ryota groaned, but obliged to her words, no matter how much he wanted to taste better sweet lips.