"My soul was not in trouble, Kyoko. The boy would not have succeeded in taking it." His gaze moved to the shirt that still hid her from him. He knew he wouldn't have to wait too long on her to agree with him. She’d said this wasn’t fair but all was fair in love and war. With the flick of the wrist, he started popping buttons.
Kyoko closed her eyes trying to concentrate. "You couldn't have known that for sure," she cried out defensively as he sliced her sleeves up, unwilling to release her hands to remove the shirt. "I could see your soul leaving your body. I wanted you safe!"
Kyou ran his hand back up the inside of her thigh and to her shock, this time he cupped her firmly, pressing his fingers against her, adding pressure as he massaged her in a rhythm that he knew would destroy her str
