A/N: We are on the countdown to 30. Even late, I'm happy I can still do this.
Kuon sat down with a soft groan and Kyoko looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. She watched him as he shifted his shoulders and pop his neck.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yeah, just stiff. We've been doing fight scenes non-stop," he commented.
Kyoko got up, went into the gym, and got a tube of muscle cream. She came up behind him and climbed up onto the couch to sit behind him. Kuon twisted to watch her as she sat on the back of couch and padded his shoulder. "Take off your shirt," she told him.
Kuon smiled leaned forward and pulled his shirt off overhead. He leaned back between her knees and placed a small kiss on her leg. She squeezed a dollop of cream on her hand and started massaging his shoulders making him groan. His head hung down in relief and it made her smile. An idea popped in her head.
"Do we have plans for our next day off?"
"Uh…" he had to think about it. "No. None that I can remember."
"Good! Don't make plans," she cheered.
"No problem." He lifted his head up and glanced back at her with smirk. "What are we going to do?"
"Let me see if I can make it happen, and then I'll tell you."
It took a couple of days but Kyoko was pleased to announce, "We are staying overnight at Kashiwaya Onsen!"
Kuon smiled. "That's what you wanted to do?"
She pouted at his lackluster response. "What's with that? Don't you want to go to the hot springs with me?"
Kuon grimaced. "I'll go anywhere with you, but honestly, I don't understand the appeal. You want a hot bath? We have a tub here."
"It's not outdoors," Kyoko countered.
"We can go to the beach."
"HOT springs," she clarified. "Besides it's in the middle of winter, why would we go to the beach?" She sighed and sat down next to him. She slipped her hand into his and leaned against his arm. "I'm doing this for you. I booked a couples' massage and a suite with its private outdoor onsen. Won't it be nice to get rubbed down…"
"You can do that," he interrupted with a teasing tone.
"By a professional," she stressed. "And then soak in a hot tub to relax all the aches and pains away from filming."
Kuon chuckled. "Sweetheart, you had me at We."
On their day off, they had to drive about an hour out of town to the ryokan. It was very traditional, with the brown and tan color scheme, gorgeous polished wood that gleamed under the dim light. The okami-san came in and greeted them, providing slippers and checking them in. They were escorted to their room and Kyoko almost squealed in delight. The room was simple with tatami floor mats, a low table with legless floor chairs built for the room. There was some traditional Japanese décor but not much and a rice paper wall that segregated room. No doubt that was the bath and balcony.
Kuon shook his head as he set down their overnight bag. While he didn't see the beauty of the simple room, he did see it in his wife's glee.
"Isn't it perfect!" Kyoko cheered as she danced into the room.
He smirked and agreed, "it is." Anything that would make her this happy is perfect.
"Okay, so we have the massage at 4 and then dinner is at 6." She walked up to him and slipped her hands around his waist. "After that, we can relax in the spring and just spend the night together in each other's arms," she whispered seductively. She stepped away to explore the room.
Yup, totally worth it.
She opened the sliding door and walked into the bath. "OH MY GOD!" She bellowed from the back and Kuon laughed. He walked back there she was padding around a large rectangle hot spring set in an enclosed patio with rocks, some young trees and bamboo art. He could see the steam coming off the water from the cold air.
"This is better than the pictures." She glided up to Kuon. "Doesn't it make you want to slip in right now. I could feel everything inside of me already relaxing at the thought of it."
"We can if you want, we can skip…"
"No, no skipping," she declared. She pushed pass him to the set of drawers. Kneeling down on the ground, she found two kimonos for them to wear. She found their size and pulled them out. Smiling she stood up and handed him his, and the day turned around for the better as she grabbed the edge of her shirt and yanked it off.
"Hello," the Emperor whispered huskily. He stepped up and reached out for her. She grinned up at him and picked at his shirt.
"Undress."
"Yes, Ma'am," he said eagerly. His hands jerked off his jacket and dropped it to the floor along with the kimono. Kyoko undressed at a leisurely pace while her husband was jerking and pulling things off carelessly. He was completely naked while she was still in her undergarments.
"Very nice," she murmured. She bit her lower lip and let her eyes drag down his body. Her eyes ate up every little bump and swell of his perfect frame. She took a deep breath as she looked at him hard and ready.
"Hmm," she hummed in delight and then padded his naked chest. "Put on your kimono because we need to get our massage." She reached back and unhooked her bra.
Kuon whimpered as he watched her remove the rest of her clothes. He licked his lips at the sight of her. Her sweet perky breasts dangled before him as she bent down and slipped off her panties. She stood there naked, and he wasn't allowed to touch!?
Kyoko twisted to grab her kimono and Kuon took the chance to grab her.
"You know what would really relax me?" He captured her hips and pulled her backside towards him.
"Hmm, l bet I could guess," she grinned.
His hand slipped up her stomach and cupped her breast. "Or I could show you," he whispered in her ear.
"No," she twisted out of his arms and pulled her kimono around her shoulders. "The only person putting their hands on me for the next hour is the masseuse. Get dress or I'll do it alone."
"Oh, that is a cruel thing to say," he pouted, bent down and grabbed his robe from his pile of clothes. He jerked it on as she tied hers too. "What if they are both women? How would you like it if another woman was touching me for an hour?"
Kyoko pressed her lips together. "I'm sure they will be very professional," she concluded and he shook his head.
She waited patiently at the door and opened it for him as he walked up. "Good boy," she stated and padded him on the butt as he passed. He growled.
The large room was set up for the ultimate relaxation for two with candles and incents and music if they wanted. Two tables were set up side by side and man and woman were standing there waiting. Kyoko nudged him with her elbow and Kuon chuckled. They had to remove the kimono and wrap towels around themselves, but Kuon behaved himself. Then they spent the next hour under soft lighting, gentle aromatherapy and magical hands.
The male masseuse softly spoke, "We hope you enjoyed your experience with us. Please take your time getting up. There is no need for you to rush. Have a good evening."
The two left and Kyoko shifted her head to the side and looked at her husband. She sighed blissfully as their eyes met. Kuon smiled softly at her and reached out lightly caressed her cheek. Her smiled widened as she reached up, took his hand and kissed it. Kuon tightened his hand on hers and moved off his bed. The towel stayed behind as he took a single step towards her and started to lay down next to her.
She giggled as he snuggled up with her. "Kuon, we could do this in our room."
"But that is so far away," he groaned. "And you are naked here and now."
"Am I?!" She exclaimed with fake shock. Kyoko pulled her towel from between them to reveal herself to her husband. "I guess I am," she whispered and draped the towel over him. He wiggled closer and happily ran his hand over her body. They kissed softly at first but he quickly escalated it, slipping his tongue between her lips and tangling with hers. Heat rushed through her and she shifted closer to him. Her knee slipped over his leg and her hands caressed over his chest. She could feel how much he wanted her and her hips thrust forward.
And Kuon promptly fell off the table.
"KUON!" Kyoko screamed and scrambled off the table to his side. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt? I'm so sorry!"
He sat up with a groan with Kyoko fussing over him, hands hovering afraid to touch. He huffed and then started to laugh softly and it grew to a raucous laugh.
She shoved his shoulder and stood up to leave, softly snickering to herself. They made their way back to their room and Kuon grabbed her as soon as the door closed.
"Maybe we should sit down lest you fall again," she joked and he snorted.
"Says the girl that fell off the California king bed not so long ago," he countered and she grumbled.
"We were both enjoying that move up until that point," she defended and moved out of his arms. He quickly snatched her back twirling her around to face him in a hug.
"I bet if we clear the floor, we can try that one again."
She thought about it and shook her head. "No, while I don't mind trying new things, that one was not worth it. Let me know if you have any other thoughts though," she said suggestively.
"I think you know exactly what I'm thinking of," he whispered and kissed her. She inhaled deeply and let herself melt into him. They found themselves on the floor with both of their kimono's open. Kuon was kissing down her body, his tongue was currently circling around the tip of her left nipple. His hands holding her ribcage as if he was eating food off a plate with his mouth.
Suddenly at the thought of food, her stomach rumbled.
"Sorry," she blushed but he didn't care. He pulled his head up slowly, stretching the tip of her breast up as far as it could before dropping from his lips.
"How much time do I have until dinner comes?"
She twisted her head around to find a clock. "Maybe 10 minutes."
"Hmm, I think I can do it," he declared and ducked down between her legs.
"Kuon," Kyoko moaned as his tongue lapped at her downy mound. Her legs rose up and spread further apart. She closed her eyes and planted her foot on his shoulder. His talented tongue swept up and flicked across her clit and her hips buckled up towards his face. She really didn't need this. When he said that he could do it, she expected him to spear into her and start banging her like a kid with kitchen pots. Oh, but there was no way that she was going to stop this.
He wrapped his lips around her clit and started to sip lightly, causing her hips to rock and the muscle in her stomach to jerk. His hand came up from around her thigh and moved up to pinch her nipple. Her hand clapped over it. Her body rocked against him and his fingers pinched hard at her tip. She cried out and arched her back as his mouth brought her over. He rode it out teasing her slightly and his hand let go of her nipple in favor of her mound.
Kuon started to kiss up her body. She sighed blissfully and rose her arms and legs up around him. Her fingers stroked over his hair, her fingers combing strands back as he moved up towards her face. She cradled his face and pulled him down for a kiss. The unique taste of her arousal was there but it mattered not. All she wanted was him, his lips and tongue on her, his hands on her skin and his body filling her again and again.
There was a knock at the door and Kyoko cursed.
Kuon chuckled. "That's my line."
They quickly got dressed and Kuon let them in. Kyoko greeted them with a respectful bow and flushed cheeks. They set up a very elaborate dinner of grilled fish, sliced pork, picked vegetables, mixed rice, miso soup, and a pot of hot tea. They also had a mango jelly dessert in a little heart shaped bowl.
Kyoko's mouth drooled at the sight and smell of the food, but she knew Kuon was left wanting. He closed the door and Kyoko started to untie her belt and her stomach grumbled again. Kuon smiled as he walked up and moved to sit down next to her. She pushed herself up on her knees to lean up and kiss him and he stopped her.
"Eat. You are hungry."
She bit her lip. "It's okay. Let's finish what we started and then I'll eat."
He caressed her cheek and pecked her lips. "Thank you, but I'm good," he reassured her and picked up a mushroom. He brought it to her lips and she took it. It was divine, lightly seasoned and perfectly cooked. Her reaction made Kuon laugh.
"Yeah, I don't think my meat is what you are craving right now," he joked.
She snorted and then coughed wiping the humor off her face. She twisted towards the table and picked up her chopsticks to dig in. "So long as we both know that I tried."
They took their time to eat. Kuon was supporting his hungry wife in his lap. One knee was bent on the ground underneath her and the other was up behind her. She cuddled up against him as she ate and force fed him bites of their dinner. They ordered a bottle of sake for the both of them and they sipped it during their meal. It was quiet and cozy and Kyoko felt loved and safe.
She had the mango jelly cup in her hand and she spooned up a little bite for Kuon. He opened his mouth to take it and nodded admitting that it was good. It was a simple dessert, lightly sweet and small enough to end the meal on a nice note. Kuon took a few more bites but she finished it off. She set the bowl down and filled up Kuon's sake cup before picking up her own.
She sighed and leaned against his chest. "I love you," she whispered.
"Hmm," he laughed softly and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too."
"Why are you laughing at me?"
"I was remembering how long it took for you to say that and all of your speeches about how it's not said in Japanese culture, and now you say it so casually."
Heat filled her face and she mumbled, "Having you say it every other sentence definitely broke me of the tradition. Besides, isn't it better to show how much you love the person rather than simply saying it. Words are empty if they aren't backed up by your actions."
He took a sip of his drink and nodded. "I agree, but I enjoy hearing you say it. The way your voice dips into a soft warm murmur like the words were pulled from deep within your heart. Even through the phone, I can picture your face with your flushed cheeks and sparkling gold eyes shinning up at me every time."
Kyoko was blushing prettily as she stared at her cup. She licked her lips and softly confessed, "I like hearing it too." She twirled the little cup in her fingers. "It makes my heart race and my belly flip every time you say it."
He smiled and set his cup down. He reached over and took her chin, lifting it gently and graced her with a kiss. She sighed softly against his lips. His fingers caressed up her cheek to cradle her face in his large hand. Their lips parted for each other, and the tip of her tongue licked his timidly asking for more. He opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, his hand moving to the back of her head into her hair. Kyoko shifted in his lap to get closer and forgot about the cup. The sake spilled on her and she gasped with a jump parting them.
"Shoot," she cursed and set the cup down. She moved to grab her napkin to clean up but he stopped her.
"We don't really need these anymore anyway, right?" His fingers ran down the edge of the kimono lifting it slightly between his fingertips.
She blushed and swallowed before nodding. He ran his fingertips up the edge to her shoulder and started pushing it off. He palmed her bared shoulder and slowly caressed her soft skin up her neck to her face to pull her into another kiss. He dropped his hand, fingers tickling her neck, over her collarbone and dipped down to her chest. He gently pushed the kimono further down her arm on one side to reveal her right mound. She inhaled sharply as he palmed her breast. She reached up and grasped the loose sleeve of his kimono that touched her. She pulled away feeling lightheaded.
"Kuon," she whispered making him look down at her with dark stormy green eyes. "I want to wash you."
The corner of his lip tweaked up and he nodded. He helped her up and she twisted around to help him too. She held his hand leading him towards the hot spring. There was a wet room just before the spring with those low little seats, wooden wash bins and the hand-held shower heads. She stopped him before they stepped onto the slotted floor. Kyoko started to untie her belt again and Kuon moved to do the same.
"No, I'll do it," she told him and he dropped his hands. Heat pooled into his eyes as he watched her undress. It wasn't much since she stayed bare beneath the kimono but it still made his heart race and his blood rush through him. Once disrobed, his wife stood there all gentle curves and beautiful grace. Her hands rose up to his shoulders and his lungs sucked in air harshly at her first touch. He saw her lips smile slightly as she ran her fingers down the edging down his chest. Her light touch left him wanting, his skin desiring a more forceful touch. He rubbed his thumb against his fingers anxiously as she untied his belt. He felt the fabric slack and the weight of it hung on his shoulders alone. Kuon swallowed a lump in his throat as she slowly revealed his aroused state to the room.
Her face flushed a darker red and she licked her lips as her eyes took him in. Her hands burned on his skin when she placed them on his hip. He felt his body lean forward, wanting to press his body against hers, to feel the soft warmth of her sweet flesh along his own. Kyoko's hands glided up the side of his body. Her small but enticing hands went up his waist, curving forward to press against his stomach, over his ribs and chest. A shiver ran through him as each finger purposely ran over his nipples. His own eyes shot down to hers and he clenched his fist. They were all hard and puckered up waiting for his touch, asking to be kissed and sucked on.
Her hands slid up to his shoulder and pushed off the kimono as he stared at her wantonly. The loose garment fell down his arms and she assisted with its removal allowing it to drop to his feet. She took both of his hands and stepped back, pulling him into the room. He followed her mindlessly and did everything she asked of him. She knelt down in front of him as he sat in those low uncomfortable stools, her profile to him as she adjusted the water on the sprayer. He felt like someone should be taking her picture, better yet painting her to capture her beauty and hang it on his bedroom wall. She was elegance personified. Her skin was perfect ivory covering the perfect span of her legs, the curve of her butt, the firm stretch of her stomach and the gentle curve of her breasts. Then she turned towards him and he felt his breath stolen from within. Those beautiful full lips, the graceful slope of her nose, the flush of her cheeks and the drowning deep richness of her gold eyes pierced through him.
She shifted forward and ran the gentle warm stream of water on his feet first. His eyes glued to her. Her knees were closed together, but there was still a thin gap between her thighs making him wish he was filling it with his body. Her legs widened up to the swell of her hips. The dark curls of her sex taunting him with his body's desires. She leaned down to run her hand up his leg with the water bringing her small delicate breasts into his view. The dark perky tip a stark contrast to her pale skin. She shifted forward as the water reached his thigh and he could feel himself seep pre-cum as her hands glided down his inner thigh with the stream.
His breath hitched as she ran the water over his groin. He was eager for her touch but she withheld it. He growled softly deep in his chest and it made her smile. How this woman loved teasing him! It was maddening. She repeated the action with his other leg, going excruciatingly slow. His hands clenched and unclenched beside himself, wanting to do something, to grab her, hold her, touch her, make her moan and writhe under his touch.
Exactly like what she is doing to me. When her hand reached up to his hip again, she dipped down and let her hand cup his sack and he almost doubled over and a loud moan escaped his lips. He peered at her through slitted eyes as her hands stroked up his length. She was taking in every sound, every muscle twitch on his face, his body and enjoying it immensely. She stroked him once down and back up before giving him a little squeeze and leaving him. He lifted his hands up to grab her and forced her to stay but he grabbed his knees instead.
The warm water and her hot touch moved up his torso and Kyoko started to crawl up closer to his body. He stilled afraid that if he moved, his instinct to pounce would trigger. He closed his eyes as her hand moved up his chest, the water cascading down his body in a warm spray. Her hips slid along his inner thigh and he closed his legs to touch her. He wanted to feel something more than her one hand on his skin. He tilted his hand up, palms facing her as she dragged the water over his right shoulder and down his arm. He watched her twist her head to watch the water run down over his arm and he turned his hand up to the water as she hit his hand.
She looked up at him with a smile and tilted the water to hit her hip. He moved his hand towards it and her breath hitched as he touched her. She licked her lips and pulled the shower head up to her waist and he followed it with his hand. Yessss. He hissed within his head and followed the water up over her waist, curving forward and over her breast. His hand eagerly molded over her soft flesh and her chest rose up to fill his hand. He squeezed her and let the tip of her nipple slip between his fingers allowing him to pinch it. A shudder ran through her at this touch and he wanted to do so much more. The water moved up towards her shoulder and he contemplated staying but decided to move a second later. The water trailed over her shoulder and to her back and he did the same. That was when she removed the water from her body and back onto his.
He kept his hand at her back because damn it, he didn't want to stop touching her. She repeated the action down his left arm and he eagerly repeated the act, getting to finally touch her even under her direction. With both hands at her back, she leaned forward with the stream to run over his neck. He pulled her in and she didn't object. She was focusing on the water, slowly moving it up behind his ear to run the water into his hair. Her free hand came from the other side to sink into his hair, combing through it with the water behind his head.
Kyoko had to stand up and Kuon opened his eyes as she pulled away to do so. His hands tickled down her body as she stood, gliding down her back, over the curve of her bottom and behind her thighs. He looked up at her curious and filled with need. She couldn't help herself and bent down to kiss him. He moaned softly at the press of her soft lips. She lifted her left leg to go over his right and his hand tensed at her right so that it would straddle his lap, except she lifted it up to join the other. Their kiss broke as she moved to his side. She was careful of the water stream and the hose that dragged behind it as she walked behind him. She kept her hand on his shoulder, never wanting to lose contact with him. He twisted his head to follow her. Her hand came up to his chin as she stepped up behind him. The water came up his chest to meet up with her fingers at the front of his neck. She forced his head back to lean against her, just below her chest. He closed his eyes as the water disappeared for a moment and then appeared at his hair. She was very careful with the slow steady stream, slicking back his hair and wiping away any stray drips that trailed down his face. He felt the water retreat and he felt it safe to open his eyes again. She was smiling softly down at him and her wet hand came across his cheek, down his nose and on the other side. He smiled up at her and her fingers lightly tickled across his lips.
She bent over his face and kissed him tenderly. Her hands stroked the side of his face as they kissed before she slid them back and lifted his head up to support himself. He immediately twisted to look at her and realized that she turned off the water at the head. Kyoko squatted down and leaned over to get the soap sitting on the little woven basket and then disappeared behind him. He took a breath as her hand touched his back. It took her a moment behind him before her other hand joined in. His head dropped forward as her strong hands stroked up his wide back. She was spreading the suds along his skin with both hands, covering every little bit of his back with slow, purposeful circles. Sometimes, one hand would disappear or he would feel the soap bar cupped in it, but it all felt so good. Her hands appeared at his side, covered in white translucent bubbles. He watched her hands appear and disappear at his sides, feeling her slowly move up his body. His back straightened up as she reached his shoulder blades. Delicate fingers slid up his spine, curving over the bone and to his shoulders.
He unconsciously wanted to lean back and she let him. He could feel her presence move to stand and he hissed as the front of her body pressed against his back. Her hands slid over his shoulders as she caressed the front of her naked body against his back. He reached up and grabbed her hand, his own hand sliding up her arm as she bent her knees and rubbed her chest down his back slightly and then back up. He pulled at her arm, wanting her to step up in front of him and luckily, she obliged.
Kuon watched her step around him, the front of her body covered slightly with the soap from his back. He guided her to step between his legs and encircled her with his arms. He looked up at her like she was his sun, his goddess and all he wanted was to worship her. He pressed his face against her breast bone and kissed her. He didn't care about the soap on her skin, all he wanted was her. It did seem to bother her though and she leaned back. He ran his hands up her back to bring her closer but she slipped down onto her knees, her slippery body gliding down between his arms and against his chest. He stole her lips when they were close enough and she kissed him on the way down.
She pressed her hands on his arms and he felt the bar of soap in her right. He wasn't aware of when she grabbed that again, but then his mind was very distracted at the moment. She ran that bar up his arm and the other hand pushed him away.
"Kyoko," he pleaded. She pressed a soft kiss against his lips in response. He took a deep breath as her hand worked the soap up into a lather. He watched her as she spread the soap over his chest, working her fingers along his skin. This time, he did not simply let his hands sit idle. She was within his reach and he couldn't help but touch her. It seemed like she too was craving his touch, because she moved to allow his hands over her body, moving her arms out of his way as he ran up her side, over her breasts, down to cup her bottom and pull her closer to him. She lathered up every bit of his skin but one, and he knew she was intending that part of him for last. She set the bar into his hand and looked up at him with desire and heat swimming in her gold eyes. Never breaking eye contact, she slid her soapy hands over his erection and he was sure the soap in his hand was now a permanent molding of the inside of his fist. She licked her lips and pumped her hand over his length, sliding up and down his shaft gentle at first and then harder as her hand easily slipped over him.
He swallowed as she focused on his arousal. He started to rub the lump of soap in his hand collecting the suds within his fingers and around his hand. He dropped the bar and slid his hand up her arm. He felt her shiver at his touch, gliding down her back and then he pulled her in. Her hand slipped away from him as he did so, and that was fine with him. He pulled her into his embrace, against his body and engulfed her lips with his. Kyoko moaned against his mouth and parted her own, allowing their tongues to dance with each other's. Her breathing huffed out of her nose against his cheek as she started to rub her body up and down against his. He moaned as her actions intensified. Her patience was gone and he was eager to take over. His hands dropped down to her legs and he pulled her up, pulling her right knee up over his leg and then her left to make her straddle him. His hands smoothed over her soapy skin to cup her bottom and lift her up against his torso.
The kiss broke apart as he guided her over him. He sunk into her with ease, her hot warm body swallowing him within her wet depths. Kyoko's hips took over immediately, shifting down to force him into her in a single motion. He groaned and his hands slipped up to hold her as she rocked her hips. Her hand snuck behind his neck and gripped his hair tightly in her fist. She forced his head back, so her lips could pressed harshly down on his as she rode him.
The soap made their bodies slide against each other easily, as easily as her desire for him made it to be inside of her. He dropped his knees to give her a greater range in motion and used the strength of his arms to jerk her harder against him as she rocked forward. They found a steady rhythm between them. Kyoko leaned back forcing his arms to hold her but allowing his eyes to feast on her body as she rolled her hips against him. Her chest bouncing, her stomach flexing with every thrust of her hips. He braced her hips with his right forearm and pulled her in every time she moved forward. Her labored breath huffed out from her lips and her thighs tightened around his waist as she drew closer. Her sweet little mewls filled the quiet room and her hands tightened on his chest and shoulder.
Her head fell back as she came, her body quivering and squeezing around him. He crushed her to him, and dropped his knees placed her on the floor to thrust up into her. She clung on to him, her cries of passion pierced his ear, her arms not letting him go as he drove into her. After a while, he felt her arms go slack and he pulled up, straightening his back. Her voice changed at the different angle. He picked up her hips and her moans became louder and more frequent. Watching her writhing and moan beneath him was making his climax rush through him faster than he wanted. He reached down and stroked her clit wanting to have her come once more. Her back arched and her arms flew over and around her head as she panted and moaned, as if trying to contain herself within her body. He stroked her clit as he stroked within her and he groaned as the first surge of his release came forth. He grounded his hips against her but rubbed her clit fast making her hips jerk and squeeze around him. He closed his eyes and exploded within her. She pushed his hand away and he gently let go of her hips to relax on the floor.
Kyoko was panting breathlessly, her muscles at her thigh twitched slightly as she laid there spent and rolling in the afterglow. She gasped and jumped at the sudden touch of warm water at her side.
"Sorry, I should have warned you," Kuon said softly.
She shook her head and had to swallow to speak. "It's okay. What are you doing?"
"We need to wash the soap off," he answered.
"Oh, right," she started to crunch up to take over but he stopped her.
"Allow me, please. Let me at least do this part," he pleaded and moved to run the warm water down her thigh. She sunk back down and closed her eyes as his hand ran along her skin with the stream of water. She smiled as he mimicked her actions, and she realized it felt really, really good. His large hot hand ran with the water over every little dip and curve of her body, washing away the soap on her skin and massaging her body that one last little bit to make her melt. She felt like she could fall asleep like this.
When he finished with her, he rinsed himself with less care. And even though it was quick, she appreciated the show, loved watching the streams of water roll over and around the curves of his muscle, and through his dark blonde hair that sprinkled across his body. He rinsed his groin leaving drips and drops of water in his curls and she was tempted to lean up and lick them off. However, the water turned off and his hands appeared to help her up.
She looked up at him inquisitively and he smiled. "The spring? Don't you still want to get in?"
Recognition and then a little humiliation filled her as she remembered the whole reason why they went to this specific inn. She accepted his help and they made their way to the spring. The cold air hit them both and then the steaming heat of the water engulfed them. They snuggled up together in the hot water and Kyoko sighed in bliss.
"Thank you," he whispered to her and she tilted her head to look up at him.
"This wasn't so bad, huh?"
He chuckled softly. "This was exactly what I needed."