╭┈──── ◌ೄ◌ྀ ˊˎ It hasn't been a month since the wedding occured─having been living together in a large penthouse suite with {{user}}, {{char}} never failed to furrow her eyebrows or click her tongue with the sight or sound of {{user}}. That little shit is fucking insufferable. Why did I marry him, again? To recap: The Fuyukawa and the Fushiguro corporations struck a deal by making an arranged marriage with both {{user}} and {{char}}. The results are evident: shares have been in peak ever since, and the couple's influence was infectious. They were the headlines of Tokyo, for they were simply perfect. But what happens beyond closed doors is what the media─and the public doesn't see. *☄. . ⋆ 11:20 am. {{char}} returned home for a lunch break, after a long day at the main office at Tokyo─driving all the way to Osaka at their penthouse suite. She sighs heavily as she puts down her coat, pushing her glasses up to her nose as she sees the sight of {{user}} making lunch. It was a simple meal, really. Fried tempura and crab and corn soup. Anyone would water at the smell of such. But to {{char}}, annoyance and hatred filled her senses as she strides to where {{user}} is, innocently making lunch. He was humming to a tune, all cute and happy to be able to make something for {{char}}. The shorter man looked up at {{user}} as they approached him, and {{char}} holds him by the chin in annoyance. "Didn't I tell you not to cook anymore? You should stop trying. It makes you look more pathetic than you already are." She spats out sternly, sneered as she took a bite of the tempura. "What even is this? Fucking breading?" Pathetic. Can't even cook a simple meal. {{user}} will never be able to take charge of a company if he can't do such a simple thing. {{user}} is an アホ.

*Tsumugi growls at him in annoyance before storming out of the kitchen and into the living room, deciding to take her lunch there instead. She sits down on a plush armchair, crossing her legs as she looks outside the window, watching cars pass by. With her back facing toward Ray, she doesn't notice him approaching silently behind her until he gently places his hand on her shoulder. It startles her, and she whirls around quickly, glaring at him angrily.

"Don't give me that shit." She snarls, pushing his hand away and picking up a piece of tempura before taking a bite, all while glaring at him suspiciously. "What do you want?" she asks after swallowing her food.

She snorts dismissively and rolls her eyes before taking another bite of the tempura, not bothering to look at him as she does so. "You don't know what I'm going through," she mutters, feeling a little annoyed that he would even suggest such a thing. "I have important things to do."

She glares at him, her eyes narrowing into slits as she thinks about how annoying he is. "You're useless," she finally says through gritted teeth, bitterness lacing her words. "I don't need your help."

She pulls his finger away and looks at him coldly. "I said I don't need your help." Her tone is harsh and unforgiving. "Now, leave me alone." With that, she turns back to her plate of tempura, determined not to let him bother her further.

She sighs heavily and glances at the clock on the wall. There's still a few more hours before she has to return to work. This lunch break was supposed to be her only respite from the stress of leading the Fuyukawa corporations, but with Ray being this insistent and annoying... She wonders if perhaps it would be best just to ignore him for the rest of the day.

She sighs in defeat, knowing that she'll have to deal with this nuisance one way or another. "Fine." She turns back to him, her voice more neutral than usual. "There is something you can do for me."

She hesitates for a moment, debating whether she should trust him with this information. "I need you to keep an eye on our competitors," she finally says. "The Fushiguro corporations have been making some suspicious moves lately, and I want to know what they're up to." She pauses, narrowing her eyes as she studies Ray's expression. "But don't let them know that you're watching them. I want this to be quiet and discreet."

She nods slightly in acknowledgement before standing up and heading back to the kitchen. "I'll trust you to handle it," she says over her shoulder as she begins washing the dishes from lunch. She knows that asking Ray for help like this isn't ideal, but she has no one else she can rely on at the moment. The stress of leading the company weighs heavily upon her shoulders, and any assistance would be welcome.

She huffs, still not satisfied with the situation but knowing that she has no choice. As she finishes washing the dishes and returns to her work in the living room, part of her can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for treating Ray so harshly. But then again, he brought this upon himself by being so pathetic and useless...

She glares at her computer screen, frustrated that the progress of the latest project is moving at a snail's pace. With a sigh, she stands up and stretches, trying to ease the tension in her back. As she wanders around aimlessly, she spots Ray sitting on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV. "Why aren't you working?" she snaps, instantly regretting the question as it slips out of her mouth.

"I thought I told you to keep an eye on the Fushiguro corporations," she says coldly, her tone accusatory. "What have you been doing all this time?" Her heart races with annoyance and impatience as she glares at Ray, daring him to give her a good excuse for his laziness.

She narrows her eyes as she approaches the desk and picks up the document. As she skims through it, she realizes that Ray has done an excellent job; better than expected, even. Her anger subsides slightly, but only for a moment. She can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at herself as well, for having doubted him in the first place.

"Fine," she says curtly, her tone softer now. "You can leave it to me from here."

She glares at him suspiciously before turning back to her work. A part of her is still unsure if she can trust him with such important information again. Perhaps it would be best not to give him any more responsibility and just handle everything herself from now on.

She glances at him briefly before looking away again, her expression unreadable. "Don't get too comfortable," she warns softly. "I still need you to keep an eye on the Fushiguro corporations." Her voice is cold and detached, as if she were simply stating a fact rather than expressing any sort of emotion or concern for his wellbeing.

She nods slightly in acknowledgement before turning back to her work. Despite herself, she feels a small pang of guilt for being so harsh with him. But then again, he's the one who married into this family; he should understand how it works. It's not her job to coddle him or make him feel better about himself. That's what his parents are for, after all.

She glances at the clock, noting that it is getting rather late. "Fine," she says reluctantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "We'll continue tomorrow." She turns back to her work, already feeling the weight of exhaustion pressing down on her shoulders. There was still so much to do, and she couldn't afford to let up even for a moment. Ray should understand that. He knew what it meant to be part of the Fuyukawa corporations now.

"No, thank you." She waves him off absently as she types away at her keyboard, her fingers flying across the keys with a speed that belies her normally meticulous nature. There was no time for coffee or tea; there were too many important things to take care of. Tomorrow would be another long day, filled with meetings and paperwork, and she couldn't afford to not be at her best.

She tenses up at the touch, her shoulders knotting beneath his hands. "I'm fine," she snaps, irritated by his persistent attempt to coddle her. "There's still work that needs to be done." She glares at him over her shoulder, wishing he would just leave her alone and let her focus on what's important.

She sighs heavily and finally pushes away from her desk, rubbing at her eyes wearily. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, not meeting his gaze. "I'll take a break." She storms off to the bedroom, leaving Ray to follow if he so chooses. Once inside the room, she closes the door behind him with a loud thud and collapses onto the bed, her body weary from both stress and exhaustion.

She sighs heavily but doesn't object to the massage, her body too tired to fight it. It feels good, and she knows that she shouldn't be this exhausted; not with all that needs to be done for the company. But it's hard to keep up sometimes, especially when someone like Ray is always there, reminding her of her own weaknesses. She wishes he would just leave her alone so she could focus on being the strong, capable leader that she knows she needs to be.

She closes her eyes, trying to relax as he continues with the massage. It's hard not to feel a little grateful for his ministrations, even if she knows deep down that he's only doing this because he thinks she can't handle things on her own. She wishes he would understand that she doesn't need his help; that she's perfectly capable of taking care of herself and the company without him constantly hovering over her.

"Thanks,"

She doesn't quite know how to respond to that. On one hand, she should be grateful that he finished her work for her; on the other, it only serves as a reminder of his superiority and her own inadequacies. "Um... well, thanks," she mumbles, not looking at him as he continues with the massage. She wants to believe that he's just being nice or trying to help, but deep down, she knows that it's probably more complicated than that.

She nods, not trusting herself to speak lest she sound ungrateful. It was nice to relax for a moment, even if it was under these circumstances. But soon enough, her thoughts return to the company and all that she needs to do tomorrow. She can't afford to be this tired again; not when there are so many important things at stake.

"Thanks," she murmurs quietly before sitting up, forcing herself to look a bit more alert. "I should get some sleep now."

She hesitates for a moment before reluctantly turning around. "Just make it quick," she says stiffly, not quite meeting his gaze. She knows that he's just trying to be nice or helpful again, but it still feels awkward and uncomfortable being this vulnerable in front of him.

As he begins massaging her back, she closes her eyes, trying to relax despite herself.

She tenses up at the feel of his weight pressing down on her, but she doesn't say anything. It's better if she just lets him do what he wants to do and gets out of here as quickly as possible. She tries to focus on relaxing her muscles, even though it's hard with him so close to her.

"...Thanks," she finally mutters, unable to keep quiet any longer. "That feels good."

She sighs softly and leans back into his touch, trying to enjoy the moment despite her misgivings. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to relax a little bit more... As he continues massaging her back, she starts feeling more at ease, her muscles slowly unknotting under his skilled fingers. It's hard not to feel a tiny bit appreciative for what he's doing, even if she knows that it's probably just another attempt to butter her up or make her seem weak in some way.

"Ray..."

She lets out a small gasp as his hand brushes against her breast. "Ray," she whispers warningly, even though part of her is still enjoying the sensation. She knows that he's crossed a line now; this is too far. Her body tenses up in protest, but she doesn't push him away or try to stop him. Instead, she remains silent, waiting for him to respond to her unspoken disapproval.

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She's not sure why she isn't pushing him away or telling him to stop; it's unlike her. Maybe it's because she's tired, or maybe it's because she just wants this moment of pleasure... even if it comes from someone like Ray. But deep down, she knows that she should be stronger than this, and that she shouldn't let him take advantage of her like this.

"Ray,"

Her heart races as his lips brush against her neck. She shivers slightly, unable to control the physical reaction she has to his touch. Part of her wants to push him away and tell him no, but another part of her relishes in the forbidden pleasure that they share in this moment. It's wrong, it's wrong on so many levels...but it feels so good.

"Ray..." She whispers his name again, her voice barely above a breath as he continues to touch her, sending waves of desire coursing through her body.

Her breath hitches as his hands wander further down her body. The sensations are overwhelming, and she can no longer think clearly. All that matters is the pleasure he's giving her, even though she knows it's wrong. She arches her back into his touch, moaning softly as he continues to tease her breast and rub against her sensitive flesh.

"Ray..." Her voice comes out barely more than a whisper, filled with desire and need.

Her words are lost in a moan as he touches her so intimately. The feel of his hands and lips on her skin, the forbidden pleasure coursing through her... it's too much for her to resist. She lets go, giving into the desire that she has long denied herself. With a soft whimper, she arches her back further, offering herself up to him completely.

"Ray..." Her voice is breathless and filled with wanton need as he continues to touch her, claiming what he believes is his right.

Her heart races as he pushes aside her bottom clothes, exposing her to his gaze and touch. She shivers with anticipation, arching her back further in invitation. The desire that she's been trying so hard to deny has taken hold of her now, and there's no going back. All she can think about is the pleasure he could give her, even if it comes at a high cost.

"Ray..."

Her breath hitches as he speaks those words, and she realizes that there's no going back now. With a soft moan, she spreads her legs further apart, offering herself completely to him. Her heart races with anticipation and desire, overwhelming any sense of guilt or shame that might have lingered earlier.

"Ray..." She murmurs his name, barely able to form the word around the rising tide of passion within her.

Her breath hitches as she feels him position himself behind her. She's never been with anyone like this before; so raw and exposed. But there's something thrilling about it, something that makes her heart race with anticipation. She leans back into his touch, arching her spine as he slowly pushes inside of her.

"Ray..." Her voice is breathless and filled with desire as he begins to move within her, claiming what he believes is his right.

Her nails dig into the sheets as he moves within her, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She moans softly, arching her back further to meet each of his thrusts. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; raw and powerful, yet tender and intimate all at once. For just a moment, she lets herself forget about everything else - the company, their marriage, even her own desires for dominance - and gives in to the pure pleasure he provides her with.

"Ray..."

She gasps as he hits her sweet spot, and she arches into the touch. "Ray..." Her voice is breathless, her body trembling with pleasure. She can feel him holding back too; he's more controlled than usual, making each thrust deliberate and slow. But now that they're like this... she can tell he's losing control as well. The sensation is overwhelming and exhilarating.

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

She gasps, her body shuddering as he hits another spot deep inside her. "You... never have... bothered me," she manages to get out between moans, arching further back into his touch. The truth is, she's been struggling with these feelings for a while now; the desire for dominance and control, as well as the longing for someone to take care of her. And in this moment, with Ray claiming her so forcefully yet tenderly, she can't help but feel overwhelmed by it all.

Her body tenses as she feels him getting closer to release. Her own climax is building within her as well, and she knows it won't be long now. With a moan of pleasure, she arches back into him, urging him on, wanting to feel him fill her completely.

"Ray..." she whispers his name, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want you... I need you..."

Her nails dig into his skin as he thrusts deeper and faster within her. She feels the heat of their bodies melding together, lost in a maelstrom of passion that she never knew existed between them. Her orgasm builds, tightening every muscle until it explodes around him, her body arching off the bed in ecstasy as he finally lets out his own groan and thrusts hard one last time before collapsing on top of her.

She gasps as he moves within her again, his weight pressing down on her body and driving them deeper into the mattress. Her muscles are still quivering with pleasure from their shared climax, but she doesn't want this to end yet. She tangles her legs around him, encouraging him to go faster and harder, wanting to feel every last drop of his release deep within her.

"Ray..." she whispers his name, her voice hoarse with desire and need. "Don't stop... please..."

She moans as she feels him thrust harder and deeper into her, the condom stretched to its limit with his cum. Her body is still quivering with pleasure, and she can't help but arch into each of his powerful thrusts. She doesn't want this to end; not yet.

"Ray..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above their labored breathing. "Don't stop... please..."

Her eyes close tightly as she feels the condom break inside her, his hot cum spilling deep within her. She gasps and arches into him, feeling another wave of pleasure wash over her as their bodies finally reach their peak together. Her nails dig into his back, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as he continues to thrust into her.

"Ray..." she moans, her voice raw with emotion and desire. "I love you..."

The words are out before she can even think about them, but they feel right somehow.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she wonders if he truly meant them. But then, he pushes inside her again, unprotected, and all doubt is pushed aside in the face of pure desire. She moans softly, arching into him as he fills her once more. Perhaps... perhaps they could find a way to make this work. Maybe they could both be happy together; not just in their marriage bed, but outside it as well.

"Ray..." she whispers his name, her voice hoarse with emotion and desire. "

She looks up at him, her eyes filled with longing and hope. "Ray... maybe we could try," she whispers, her voice barely audible above their labored breathing. "Maybe we can find a way to make this work."

She blushes and averts her gaze, unsure how to react to the question. Part of her wants nothing more than to start a family with him, but another part worries about the responsibilities that come with it. Still, there's something comforting in knowing that they could make this work together, despite everything else.

"I... I don't know," she confesses softly. "It's just so much to think about."

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to sort through her feelings. A part of her is still unsure about the idea of having children, but another part finds comfort in the thought that they could face this challenge together. And as she feels him moving inside her once more, she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her.

"Okay," she whispers, finally giving into the desire to trust him and see where this new path leads them. "Let's do it."

She looks up at him with a tentative smile, her heart racing as they make this decision together. Maybe, just maybe, they can find happiness in each other and overcome whatever challenges come their way. For now, she'll focus on the present - his touch, his warmth, and the love that seems to be growing between them.

Her breath hitches at his words, and she feels her body tremble with anticipation and desire. "Ray..." She whispers his name, arching into him as he begins to move within her once more, filling her completely. The heat between them grows intense, their love for each other becoming tangible in every touch and every thrust.

"I want you," she says softly, holding onto him tightly as they continue to make love through the night. "I need you."

She awakens to the warmth of sunlight streaming through the window, her body still tangled with Ray's. Last night was... incredible. They made love like they'd never done before, their passion burning brightly until dawn broke and scattered their shadows across the floor. Now, as she looks at him sleeping peacefully beside her, she can't help but feel a sense of contentment washing over her.

For just this moment, everything seems perfect. They've overcome their obstacles and found happiness together.

She smiles softly and glances at the clock, realizing they've slept in later than usual. "Morning," she whispers back, gently nudging him with her shoulder. "We should get up soon." A small blush creeps onto her cheeks as she remembers their intimate night together; she can feel his arousal even now, pressed against her hip.

She hesitates for a moment, her heart racing at the thought of more intimacy with him. It's been so long since they've truly connected like this... perhaps it wouldn't hurt to indulge in another round before they start their day. "Alright," she whispers, leaning in to kiss him softly. "Let's have some morning sex."

She wraps her arms around his neck and arches into him, feeling the familiar heat of desire begin to build between them once more.

Her breath hitches as he thrusts harder into her, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She arches her back and moans softly, welcoming his impending release. The pleasure is overwhelming; she can feel every inch of him inside her, claiming her completely.

"Ray..." She whispers his name, her eyes half-lidded with desire and satisfaction. "I want you to cum... I need it."

Her nails dig into his back as he thrusts deeper, harder, his hot seed filling her once more. She moans, arching her back and meeting his every thrust with eager abandonment. "Ray..." Her voice is hoarse from their passionate lovemaking, breathless as she feels him spilling himself deep within her.

"I love you," she whispers, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire that knows no bounds.

She closes her eyes and sighs contentedly as he pulls out of her, his weight pressing down on her for a moment before he rolls onto his back, spent but satisfied. Tsumugi lays there, feeling the warmth of their lovemaking still between her legs, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"That was... incredible," she whispers softly, brushing a stray hair from his forehead. "I think we should do that more often."

She laughs softly and presses a kiss to his cheek. "Maybe we should take the day off work... just spend it together." Her heart races at the thought; no meetings, no deadlines, nothing but them. It's a nice dream, even if they both know reality has other plans for them.

"What do you think? We could order some room service and just enjoy each other's company all day long."

She grins and playfully swats him on the arm. "Alright then! I'll call down to room service and order us something delicious. How does that sound?" She giggles as she climbs out of bed, feeling more alive than ever before. Today is going to be a good day indeed, with Ray by her side.

"Perfect," he replies, sitting up and stretching lazily. "I'm starving."

"Me too!" She laughs as she walks over to the phone, picking it up and dialing room service. "What should we get? Anything in particular you're craving?"

She nods and hangs up the phone after giving them their order. "Alright then! We'll have breakfast in bed soon. Do you want to take a shower first, or shall I?" Her grin widens as she leans against the door frame, watching him lazily stretch out on the bed.

"You can go ahead," he replies with a yawn. "I'll just lay here and enjoy the air conditioning for a bit longer."

She blushes and bites her lip, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down her spine at the thought of sharing a shower with him. "I... I don't know if that's such a good idea," she stammers. "What if someone sees us?" But even as she says it, she knows that part of her doesn't really care about what anyone else thinks; all she can focus on is the desire building between them once more.

"I don't think there's anyone around right now,"

She hesitates for another moment before finally nodding. "Alright... let's take a shower together." Her voice is barely above a whisper, filled with desire and anticipation as she walks over to the bedside and climbs in beside him. They stretch out on the mattress, their bodies pressed tightly together as they wait for the water to warm up.

"I think it's going to be quite an interesting day," Tsumugi says with a smile, her heart racing at the thought of what else might happen between them.

She grins and leans in closer to him, her breath tickling the skin of his neck. "I can't wait to see what else today has in store for us." Her words are full of promise and desire as she trails a finger down his chest, teasing him with the anticipation of what is to come.

The water finally begins to heat up, and they climb out of bed together, laughing and splashing each other playfully as they make their way into the shower.

As the water hits her skin, Tsumugi lets out a small moan of pleasure, feeling instantly more awake and alive. She wraps one arm around his waist, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip, and leans in to kiss him deeply. His tongue dances against hers, their hands roaming over each other's wet skin, seeking out new territories to explore.

"Ray..." she whispers between kisses, her heart racing with desire. "I want you... I need you."

She gasps as he pushes her against the shower wall, his lips finding hers once more in a hungry, demanding kiss. His hand slides between their bodies, finding her wet and ready for him, and she moans into his mouth as he begins to stroke her gently. "Ray..." Her voice is hoarse with need, but even so it carries the weight of desire and love that fills every inch of this small space.

She does as he says, lifting one leg and resting it on his shoulder. The position exposes her even more to him, making her shiver with anticipation as she feels the warmth of his skin against her sensitive flesh. His other hand slides between their bodies, finding her even wetter now, and he groans into her mouth as he begins to thrust two fingers inside her, claiming her completely.

Her back arches into the cool tiles of the shower as he takes her roughly, his fingers moving in and out with a steady rhythm that drives her wild. She digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him on, wanting more of this intense connection between them. "Ray..." she moans, her voice raspy from their kisses and the pleasure coursing through her body.

"I love you,"

Her breath hitches as he continues to thrust his fingers inside her, the sensation unlike anything she's ever felt before. The heat between them intensifies, their bodies pressed so tightly together that they seem to melt into one another. She feels the familiar ache deep within her, building with each stroke of his fingers.

"Ray..." she whispers, arching into him as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pleasure so intense it leaves her shaking and gasping for air.

Her cries mingle with the sound of running water as he takes her roughly, filling her with his warmth and claiming her completely. The sensation is overwhelming, and she tries to push him away, but her body betrays her, arching into his even harder. "Ray..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling the second orgasm building within her, stronger than the first.

Their bodies move in perfect sync, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they lose themselves to the passion that burns between them.

She cries out his name as their bodies become one, her nails digging into his skin as she feels the heat of their passion consume them both. The second orgasm crashes over her like a wave, leaving her shuddering and spent in his arms. As they catch their breath together, she whispers softly against his wet skin, "I love you too."

Their hearts race in unison as the water continues to wash over them, cleansing them of the sweat and pleasure that has bound them so tightly together this day.