A/N: Surprise Ayame fic, yo dayo~
Was browsing about and saw an image of Ayame (link can be found on AO3) and it just clicked with me and gave me a solid idea for it, thus this fic was born.
Please enjoy~
On The Mountain, In The Lake
It was a hot summer in Japan; the warm months beginning to arrive over the island.
Sunshine was aplenty as it shone over the glistening blue waters and through the lush greenery that permeated much of the land. In particular was one mountainous forest located far away from human civilisation, leaving nature to prosper freely; from the thick, winding trees to the lush undergrowth interspersed with streams frequently accompanied by waterfalls, thanks to the forest's mountainous location.
Walking amidst the lush greenery was a young man by the name of Sanji. He treaded along the faint dirt path that laid between various shrubs and bushes, formed by the feet that trekked from here to the nearby villages further down the mountain. Occasionally he spotted signs upon the thicker trees bearing the cartoon face of an Oni in what appeared to be with dried blood... though, in actuality, it was crayon.
Smiling slightly at the thought Sanji continued down the dirt path, unafraid of the signs. The sound of rushing water slowly reached his ears, only encouraging his steps - soon locating a rushing stream of water, the liquid clear and slightly foamy as it rushed over rocks and pebbles, rushing its way down a slight decline. The path followed the stream so he walked alongside, the caws of exotic birds briefly drawing his gaze up to the branches bearing hanging vines or lush leaves.
The rush of water grew louder with each step, and soon he discovered the source - a lake. The stream he had been following dropped down and formed a waterfall, running straight into the massive, natural basin; the entire land dipping down into a vague bowl-shape. Numerous other steams of varying sizes also flowed into the lake, the liquid clear and free of anything harmful, thanks to the purifying totems that laid beneath the water's suface.
Sanji's gaze however wasn't strictly on the lake, but the house sitting atop it. It was a summer house, built on red struts above the water and decorated similarly to a traditional shrine, the red pillars and support beams numerous. Whilst it was a small one-storey building it had multiple extensions stretching out into the lake, the open nature of them allowing anyone bold enough to just hope into the water and climb on up like it was a dock.
''Hey~! Sanji!'' A distant, feminine voice called out to him.
The young man glanced at one of the extensions, finding upon it the familiar form of Nakiri Ayame - his close friend. And not just any friend; a single look would reveal the pair of oni horns that curved up from her forehead, yet her nature as a (supposedly-fierce) Oni had never really bothered him. Probably because the first time they met, she was busy trying to pay for some noodles she underestimated the price of.
Him paying for them for her was, apparently, enough for her to declare them friends. And they had been, ever since.
Smiling and waving at the Oni-girl the young man meandered down the basin, following the slight but steep set of natural steps that led down to a more flat outcropping of land, a boardwalk of wood leading over to the front door. He had barely reached the door before it was yanked open, revealing the beaming face of Ayame.
Though he was quick to notice she looked different, his cheeks warming up. Ayame had tied her white-red hair up into a ponytail, revealing her bright red eyes and cute face more than normal. Her usual kimono outfit was gone too, replaced instead by a bikini; the bottoms a lush red and the top a mix of red and white, the right cup white and the left cup red, with the string being red.
And safe to say, she looked downright stunning in it.
''Hey, Sanji?'' Ayame blinked innocently, waving a hand in his face. ''Oni to Sanji~?''
''Ah.'' The young man flushed lightly, coughing. ''Sorry. Not used to seeing you with your hair up.''
Ayame gave him a puzzled look, only enhancing her cuteness. ''I suppose I don't wear it that often... it doesn't look weird, right?''
''No, no. Not at all.'' He reassured her hurriedly.
''Ahh, that's good.'' Ayame smiled again - before then taking him by the arm, pulling him isnide. ''C'mon! The water's nice and cool today~!''
Sanji just smiled and agreed, letting Ayame lead him inside. This wasn't her usual residence; normally Ayame lived further down the mountain for the sake of convenience, but she kept this house as a sort of summer house, due to the abundance of cool water and the fact it was so far away from civilisation, given her some much-needed privacy from overeager challengers or fangirls that wanted her autograph. And she had invited him along to swim and relax with her, given their close friendship.
Ayame led him through the quaint house, and at her instruction he went into one of the guest rooms to change, taking his backpack off and changing into a simple pair of black swimming trunks. Exiting his room he looked about the empty hall, not having to search long until he heard Ayame humming merrily to herself; leading him down the wide hallway to the left, his bare feet tapping along smooth wood flooring until he reached an open sliding door, leaving an extension of the house beyond it; no walls surrounding the extension but rather red-wood railings on two sides and with a gap on the third wall to the left.
And sat on the edge was Ayame, kicking her legs and dipping her feet in the cool water.
She looked up at him. ''You ready?''
Sanji hummed an agreement, and with a bright grin Ayame pushed her butt over the edge - plunging down into the water with a splash. She emerged back out with a punctuating inhale, grin unfading as she looked up at him and beckoned him in with a hand.
The young man obliged, sitting down on the edge and dropping the short one-foot dropped, a pleasant coolness washing over his body as he plunged beneath the water's surface. His eyes took in the underwater landscape, from the rock and stones that laid at the bottom to the occasional koi fish that swam about, many swimming away from the two of them.
''Mn!'' With a grunt Sanji kicked his legs and swam back up, bursting through the surface of the water. ''Haah...''
Ayame swam up to him until they were basically nose-to-nose. ''Heh, feels cool right?''
''Mm.'' Sanji nodded affirmatively, flushing at her closeness. ''So... what do you wanna do?''
Ayame giggled. ''I was just thinking we'd relax. There's some neat crystals that grow under the water here too, if you wanna see 'em?''
The young man agreed, and with a grin Ayame dove beneath the water. Sanji followed, having little trouble as the two of them dove to the bottom of the basin. True to Ayame's words gemstones had began to form at the bottom of the lake, in part thanks to the magical totems present that warded off evil. Some were natural but with magical affiliations like amethyst or rubies, the glistening hues visible amidst the stone, whilst others were exclusively magical ones like aetherium; the bright pale-blue crystal small but slowly forming.
From there they explored more. Time passed as they chased after some fish, sometimes catching them only to let them go afterwards. They played underwater tag, and when they ran out of air and had to resurfaced they splashed each other endlessly, laughing as they had a water fight. Under the warm afternoon sun it felt pleasant, almost divine; a little bit of heaven amidst the general banality of day-to-day life.
Gradually though they tired out, and at his suggestion they returned back to the little bridge extension. It was just low enough to the water that they could put their backs to it and lean against it, sighing in relief as they just floated in the water. Mercifully Ayame had the foresight to leave a water bottle by the edge, allowing her to simply reach up and let them both take a swig, easing the slight dryness in their throats.
''Mm...'' Sanji lowered the bottle from his lips, gazing over at Ayame.
His friend was staring up at the sky, the surrounding tree canopies not covering the basin fully - leaving a circular window up to the sky. The sunlight sparkled across her wet face, his gaze tracing one droplet that dripped off her chin and laid on her collarbone, from there running down to her chest, and then dribbling between her small but plump boobs, her bikini top pushing her breasts together and hiding the shiny water droplet.
''Hm?'' Ayame blinked, looking over at him - her cheeks flushing pink. ''W-Why are you staring at me so much?''
''Ah, sorry.'' He hastily apologised, looking away.
Ayame however wasn't willing to let it drop, pouting. ''Oi~ You were staring~ Tell~ Me~ Why~''
With each drawled word she poked his cheek, pouting petulantly - one step shy of waving her arms and whining.
Sanji just swallowed and kept looking aside, finding the edge of the basin suddenly very interesting.
Until Ayame fixed that by swimming in front of him, her cute, pouting visage in his face. ''Tell me~''
Some might've found her unyielding repetition annoying, but when faced with such a cute face it came off more childishly petulant than annoying. As such it wasn't hard to find his voice. ''I just... thought you looked really cute.''
''Eh?'' Ayame blinked - and then went red in the same. ''E-Eh?!''
Sanji blushed at her reaction, though his embarrassed was muted somewhat by the cute sight of Ayame getting flustered - her hands coming to cup her cheeks as she turned away, whispering feverishly to herself about her
being 'cute'. It wasn't the first time he'd thought that... but it was, admittedly, the first time he'd outright said it to her face.
''G-Geez...'' Ayame swam away a bit, leaning against the wooden walkway again. ''You can't just say that so easily...''
Sanji smiled slightly, but his heartbeat continued to pound in his chest quickly. Seeing Ayame so embarrassed whilst being assured of their privacy... he was tempted. Tempted by her, by the feelings he'd kept private for many months now. Whether it be in a swimsuit or in a kimono Ayame drove him wild. Her beauty, her grace, her fighting prowess, her adorable personality and sense of humour; it wasn't any one thing about Nakiri Ayame that drove him wild, but it was just her, that did.
So with a slow gulp, Sanji swam up to her, slipping one hand into hers. Ayame felt it, squeaking and going scarlet in the face, almost slipping her hand out of his on reflex until he intertwined their fingers and held her hand properly.
''WHy not?'' The young man asked quietly, looking into her eyes. ''I think you're cute. There's nothing wrong with saying the obvious, is there?''
''A-Ah...'' Steam nearly squealed from her ears and she giggled shakily; flustered. ''H-Hey, that's embarrassing though... isn't it...?''
Sanji swallowed. ''I can think of more embarrassing things...''
Ayame had no comeback to that; her face red and eyes focused on his, lips moving in a feeble attempt at speaking and failing. The act only made her seem even cuter in his eyes, and from so close he could admire the softness to her lips, the pale pink hue to them complimenting her bright, almost ruby-hued eyes.
He wasn't sure when he started to lean in, nor when Ayame's ruby eyes fluttered shut - but he most certainly knew the moment when his lips touched hers. It was a slow, gentle sort of kiss, his lips grazing across hers and gently pressing against them. A soft whimper arose from Ayame but she pushed herself back against him, her sweet lips meshing with his.
They were kissing. It was a simple realisation but an explosive one for him, feelings within him bubbling hotter even as he slowly drew away from the horned girl, gazing at her. Ayame fluttered her eyes back open and met his gaze, blushing darkly and giving him a shaky, shy smile.
''A-Ah... d-does this mean...?'' Ayame seemed hesitantly hopeful.
Sanji felt the same. ''...Mm.''
The words were unsaid, but not unheard. 'I've fallen for you.'
Thus when he leaned in a second time Ayame leaned in to meet him, their lips meeting in another, more intimate kiss. Her lips were addictive and he found himself deepening the kiss quickly, eliciting a soft moan from Ayame that sounded so very exciting in his mind. Beneath the water he untangled his fingers from hers and instead laid his hands on her slim, smooth shoulders, holding them as they made out.
Both drew apart for a second, catching their breaths - and then they went at it again. With fumbling, excited motions their lips meshed together, sometimes putting a bit too much force into and pushing one of them back, only for the other to compensate and balance it out; the clumsiness only making it more exciting rather than less, their inexperience not deterring them in the slightest.
''Mmph... Mm~'' Ayame moaned so very sweetly into the kiss, her bottom lip drifting apart from his and letting her gasp in a quick breath - prompting re-joining their lips again. ''Mmph~!''
Sanji groaned back, slowly massaging her shoulders as they kissed. The longer it went on though the more he wanted her, tempting him to slide his hands down her back. His fingers slid over the back of her bikini top, feeling her defined shoulder blades. Ayame mewled at his touching, kissing him adoringly even as his hands went lower; soon finding her butt. He grabbed it, hands cupping her small but smooth rear, the fabric of her bikini bottoms not hiding her curves.
Ayame quivered as he groped her butt, breaking off the kiss and resting her head on his shoulder, panting hot breaths onto his skin. The young man shivered, arousal pumping through him as he kissed her on the cheek instead, grazing his lips down her jawline and to her neck, coaxing a moan out of Ayame as she lolled her head to one side, exposing more of her vulnerable jugular.
And perhaps because of her nature as a warrior, her neck was particularly sensitive - coaxing out little, whimpering moans as he kissed down it. ''Ah... h-hya...''
Sanji relished the cute sounds, kissing more. He pressed his lips flush against her skin and popped them away with a loud smooch or pecked along with quick little kisses, alternating at will and making his way further and further down. Holding her ass he pulled her against him, lifting Ayame slightly up out of the water - allowing him to lean down and kiss the top of her small, plump breasts.
''Hah~!'' Ayame let out a surprised gasp, pursing her lips together a moment later. ''Ahh... t-that feels... weird...''
Sanji took that as a good sign, kissing her there more. He was gentle in his motions but his eagerness spilled through, making him hasty as he planted kiss after kiss onto her breasts. The cups of her top prevented at him from kissing all of her breasts but just pressing his lips against her wet skin was exciting in ways that he hadn't thought possible previously.
Ayame, however, wanted to feel more - so with a shiver she reached behind her back and untied her top. It came loose, and after undoing the knot behind her neck her red-white bikini top slipped off of her breasts, falling down onto the surface of the water next to them. Sanji's gaze was fully focused on the pair of tits in front of him however, gaze intently tracing the soft, smooth curve and rosy nubs that tipped them.
Without hesitation Sanji leaned down, taking her right nipple into his mouth and sucking - eliciting a high-pitched squeak from Ayame. ''Eep!''
A squeak that swiftly melted, becoming a lower, erotic moan as he sucked again. When he pulled his lips back a bit he could tug her nipple towards him until it slipped out, her boob bouncing lightly. The erotic sight only encouraged him to do it again, this time sucking on her other nipple, both of his hands massaging her ass almost idly.
Then slowly the young man kissed back up her front, finding her lips easily and giving a deep, passionate kiss, muffling her moan of embarrassment. ''Mmph...''
After a long moment they drew apart from the kiss, panting. They stared into each other's eyes until Sanji shifted them, his grip on her ass tightening as he lifted Ayame up - eliciting a soft sound of confusion from Ayame as he sat her down on the edge of the walkway. It became obvious what he intended to do, however, when he grasped the waistband of her bikini bottoms and pulled them down.
Ayame didn't stop him however; merely whimpering as she let them get pulled down her knees, and then off her feet - leaving her completely naked in front of him. His gaze went between her legs, soaking in the sight of her smooth slit between her creamy thighs, tempting him to grab her legs and tug her a little close, right up until she was sat on the very edge.
''S-Sanji...'' Ayame embarrassedly mumbled.
The young man's cheeks burned but he said nothing, instead moving his head between her legs - and then dragged his tongue up her slit. Ayame gasped cutely, one hand landing on his head and her lithe finger weaving into his hair. The steady hand encouraged him to do it again, his tongue experimentally stroking her folds, right up until he held her waist and helped push him fully between her thighs.
Then with a slow exhale he pushed his tongue inside her. Ayame whimpered, one hand shyly reaching down and spreading her folds to make it easier for him, her other hand behind herself as she leaned back - soft, shaking moans passing her lips as his wet tongue began to explore her insides. His tongue felt wet against her hot insides, stroking in slow, curious circles, slapping against her inner walls as her insides failed to get a solid grip on his dexterous tongue.
''Ah... Mya, S-Sanji...'' Ayame whimpered in pleasure.
Her sounds of pleasure only encouraged him. With her thighs squishing against his cheeks he ate her out, starting to thrust his tongue in-and-out of her pussy. The mere act felt so very lewd, his lack of prior experience nulled by Ayame's own experience; any clumsiness overlooked. And slowly he began to figure things out on his own, telling which parts made Ayame felt good by how she gasped or pursed her lips, and which parts didn't feel as good when she didn't react beyond a shaky exhale.
Sanji took full advantage of that; aiming for those sensitive spot and lavishing them with hungry strokes of his tongue. What he lacked in eagerness he made up for it with passion, his tongue retreating from her pussy only momentarily before he buried it back inside of her. Ayame's moans graced his ears as a reward, her body hunching over his head and her other hand coming to hold his head, her hot breaths tickling the top of his head in short, puffing exhales.
''Mn... y-your tongue feels... weird~'' Ayame mewled. ''But... it feels good too...''
Sanji shivered at her breathy tone, replying by way of moving his tongue around more. Her insides felt like a furnace, so searingly hot they were - yet the heat was addictive, encouraging his tongue to press against her smothering inner walls and lick at little spots that made her gasp and moan, her warm thighs pressing and rubbing against his cheeks.
Making it only more erotic was when Ayame began to rock her hips, whimpering as she almost started to hump his face pushing herself onto his tongue, helping push it deeper - letting him taste her honey. He lapped it up with vigour, his tongue slithering and sliding over her wet, quivering flesh, his nose flush against her clit and unintentionally rubbing it a little when he shifted slightly.
Breathing heavily Ayame pushed him between her thighs, moans tumbling off of her tongue. ''A-Ah, I can... I can feel... M-Mn...''
The implication was obvious, and with renewed vigour Sanji tongue-fucked his newfound lover, eating her out passionately. Ayame couldn't contain her sweet cries of bliss any longer, her high-pitched voice ringing through the lake as he worked his tongue, holding onto her squishy thighs with his groping fingers.
''Ah, a-ah~! I-I'm- kyaa!''
With a squeal Ayame came hard, buckling and holding him between her legs - orgasming on his tongue. Sanji didn't stop his movements, his tongue lapping and stroking at her inner walls even as they clenched fruitlessly down upon his wet appendage, squirts of honey soaking his squirming appendage and tempting him to lap it all up, the tangy-sweet taste of her honey intimately clear on his tongue.
Lick after lick prolonged Ayame's orgasm for that little bit longer, her convulsions slowing and her grip on his head growing tighter - before with an exhale Ayame relaxed in an instant, moaning as she put her arms behind herself and leaned back on them, panting.
''Ah...'' Ayame quivered when he pulled his tongue out.
Sanji admired the sight of his panting lover, his gaze running from her heaving breasts to her slick folds, one of his hands coming up to wipe away the honey on his chin. However the sight of Ayame nude was more than enough to keep his lust running high, tempting him to plant his lips upon her thigh, and kiss it.
''Ah...'' Ayame mewled, squirming from the little kiss. ''Sanji...''
He kissed her thigh again, and then again - making his way up her inner-thigh and planting a kiss on her pussy. Ayame squirmed at the feeling and shifted towards him, allowing him to plant a wet kiss on her pelvis, then another on her stomach; taking his time to lovingly smooch her belly, feeling it grow taut beneath his lips. Eagerly Ayame slid more towards him, her legs sliding into the water and her butt coming to rest on his hands, allowing her to sink into his embrace; their lips meeting in a deep kiss.
The two of them broke apart from the kiss with a gasp, panting as they stared into each other's eyes for a long moment, gulping down some much-needed air. Then Ayame looked down between their bodies, blushing as she felt his bulge prod against her thigh.
''H-Hey...'' Ayame smiled bashfully, cheeks afire. ''W-Wanna... y-you know?''
Sanji most certainly did, breathing an agreement. He eased her down into the water and let Ayame lean back against the wood, his own hands dropping down and pushing his swimming trunks off, uncaring of where they floated away to. Instead he pushed himself up against Ayame and claimed her lips in a searing kiss, muffling her moan as she wrapped her arms around him, embracing him.
They broke apart after just a few moments, his hand going down and grasping his cock. He leaned back a tiny bit so he could aim, pressing and rubbing the head up against her pussy lips, shivering as he felt the tip push and prod against her folds. The mere friction was arousing to both of them but he wanted more than to just poke her with his cock, tempting him to aim a little lower, and then rock his body forth.
''Mm!'' Ayame gripped onto him as he entered her, his cock pushing in.
Sanji grabbed onto the wooden joists under the walkway, using them for support; groaning in pure bliss. She felt amazing; her pussy hot and wet as it clenched around his cock like a searing vice. He pushed in more, rocking his hips slightly and easing himself in deeper, feeling every little part of her as his cock scraped against her inner walls, soon hitting a part inside of her as he fitted his full length in her.
''O-Oh, ahh...'' Ayame shuddered, moaning. ''I-It feels really big... a-and hot... ahh...''
Sanji smiled shakily at her cute whine, leaning in and kissing her. Ayame melted into the kiss, the nude girl wrapping her arms around him in a more comfortable manner, pulling him in until they were chest-to-chest, her small breasts squishing against his chest. For a moment they stayed like that, his cock snugly buried within her pussy and their lips sealed together in a kiss.
Then they drew apart, and with a mutual moan he began to move. The water hindered his movements slightly and he had to keep a steady grip on the walkway, but he managed to pull his hips back a bit, his cock sliding out of her incredibly tight pussy before he eagerly pushed himself back in, their pelvises touching as he fitted himself inside of her.
''Mm... Mm...'' Ayame leaned in and kissed him, muting her moans. ''Ah~''
Sanji groaned in turn. He broke off the kiss and focused more on thrusting, grunts arising from him as he sheathed himself inside her pussy; staring into her eyes the whole time. Ayame bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes, too embarrassed by it - letting out a little moan when he leaned back in and resumed kissing her. Ayame kept her eyes closed even when he daringly let his tongue slip out, tickling her soft lips with it and tempting her own tongue out, the tip of their wet appendages poking together.
Slowly they got more eager, more confident. His tongue slid over the top of hers, only for hers to prod the underside of his. He retaliated by sliding it around and down the side of her tongue and she did the same to him, both of them moaning as their tongues slid wetly over and around each other's, tangling in a heated, erotic mess between their mouths.
All whilst he kept thrusting into Ayame's searing heat, groans bubbling out of him when she tightened up - her muscles tensing when he hit a certain spot inside of her. Eager to feel that pleasure more he aimed for that spot, the underside of the tip rubbing that one spot with vigorous rocks of his hips, eliciting no shortage of cute, girlish whines from the nude Oni before him.
''Mmph~'' Ayame moaned into his mouth - forced to break off the kiss for air, gasping some in. ''Hah, d-does it feel good too...?''
''Yeah.'' He breathed, kissing her quickly. ''Can't stop my hips.''
Ayame said nothing, mashing her soft pink lips against his, but the smile on her face told of how happy it made her - happy that she made him feel as good as he made her feel. Just feeling Ayame smile as they kissed was a turn-on in and of itself, encouraging him to pick up the pace, fighting against the water's density to plunge his throbbing cock into Ayame's welcoming heat.
Heat also swelled up his cock, the pleasure too much for him. Yet even with that thought the young man kept pistoned into Ayame, lips meeting and meshing with hers like she was the last woman on the planet, coaxing out more and more sweet moans from Ayame, her lips meshing against his heatedly.
''A-Ah... I-I'm about to... a-again...'' The fact Ayame was too embarrassed to say the word only heightened her cuteness in his eyes.
He was close too. While the water stopped him from pounding her as roughly as his body begged him to, the friction of thrusting into her was borderline orgasmic in its own right, his inexperience making the mere feeling amazing.
''Ayame...'' Sanji cupped her cheek with one hand, sliding his thumb over her cheek, thrusting into her wet, tightening tunnel-
-and then just as he felt his muscles buckle, as his orgasm became an inevitability, he mashed his lips against Ayame's in a deep, heated kiss, grabbing onto the wood behind her and thrusting back-and-forth.
His orgasm hit hard and fast, a moan tumbling out of Sanji's throat as he shot hot, milky ropes of cum inside of Ayame, the tip of his cock hitting her deepest parts and unloading his seed into her womb. Ayame cried out into his mouth and came from the foreign feeling, becoming as tight as a vice and massaging his orgasm out of him, every clench of her vagina squeezing more of his semen out of him, his hips rolling breathlessly and pumping more of his load into his convulsing lover.
Gradually their orgasms waned, the stimulation intense even as they came down from their respective highs - breaking off the kiss with a loud gasp. He pushed himself against her still, groaning right into Ayame's ear and keeping her pinned against the wood, her pussy milking him dry until he had no more seed to shoot.
Only then did they both relax in sync, moans tumbling out of their mouths. ''Ohh...''
For what felt like a small eternity they stayed like that, panting and connected. Then with a slow, shuddering moan Sanji pulled out, eliciting a shy mewl from Ayame and tempting her to clamber back onto the wooden walkway, breathlessly giving him a hand and pulling him up with her - both of them collapsing in a heap against the floor.
''Hah... haah...'' Ayame rolled onto her side, facing him. ''...that was... amazing...''
Sanji chuckled breathlessly, smiling at her. ''Yeah. It was.''
Ayame smiled; a soft, almost tender smile. She said nothing but slipped her hand into his, and when he squeezed it back her smile grew more adoring, eyes shining with tender affection.
''I love you.'' Sanji murmured, the confession slipping off his tongue with surprising ease.
And with an adoring smile, Ayame whispered back. ''Ehe... I love you too~''
A kiss sealed the deal, and with pawing hands the newly-formed couple rolled over, hands exploring each other's bodies with eager touches.
[END]