Jun fumbled around in her pocket for her key. She found it and shoved it into the lock. The door flew open, and Jun and Wulong stumbled into her room, kissing hotly. She fell under his weight, and her back hit the soft bed. Before the door clicked shut, his hand was under her shirt, unfastening her bra. His mouth trailed down to her neck, and she moaned softly, running her fingers through his long hair. He lifted her shirt and pulled back to admire the shape of her breasts. She took his hands and placed them on her chest.

Wulong bent and flicked his tongue lightly against her nipple. She gasped and closed her eyes, waiting for more. One hand slipped below the waistband of her pants as he softly bit her nipple. She tugged at his shirt, and he raised himself enough for her to pull it off. Her fingers traced the hard muscles of his chest. They rolled over, and she determinedly removed his pants. He sighed contentedly as she wrapped her hands around his erection and clenched his teeth when he felt her lips on it. His fingers combed through her hair, and she twisted her head from side to side as she moved up and down, constantly varying the angle at which he entered her mouth. He breathed slowly, savouring every second.

Several minutes later, he gently pushed her away, then peeled her shirt from her body. Her shorts and panties followed, and she lay back, spreading her legs and closing her eyes. Instead of feeling him penetrate her, she felt his mouth on her. His lips nipped at her clitoris, and she shivered. She involuntarily rocked her hips slightly. Pleased with her response, he intensified the pressure of his kisses, massaging her with his tongue. Her back arched, and a shaky moan escaped her lips. Satisfied that she was aroused enough, he crawled on top of her and lightly brushed her lips with his.

Once inside her, he paused to enjoy how tight she was. As he started to thrust gently, he couldn't help but wonder how she could possibly not be in pain. The palms of her hands rubbed up and down his back, and he felt her calves tapping the backs of his thighs as they moved. Gazing into her eyes, he marvelled at the intense look of desire on her face. He found himself thrusting harder, and her breaths grew sharp and ragged. Muscles inside her spasmed wildly, and he moaned as he quickly approached his own climax. The sound of her cries filled his ears, and he could no longer hold back. His body began to move on its own, and hot fluid poured into her. His hips twitched a few more times on their own, and then they both lay still. He nuzzled his face against her neck, feeling the slickness of their shared sweat. She placed one hand on the back of his head and the other around his shoulders, holding him tightly to her.

* * *

"Was he good?" Michelle asked, her eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity. Jun, seated across from her in the hotel's hot tub, rolled her eyes back and nodded.

"Incredible," she replied, smiling. Michelle pinched her friend's cheek, grinning like a fool.

"Congrats! Perhaps this will turn into an everyday occurance?"

"I don't know. He's very charming, and certainly excellent in bed... but other than that, I hardly know anything about him."

"Duh, it's called the 'getting to know you' stage of a relationship."

"And how about you and that blonde-haired man from the other night, hmm?" Jun inquired. "Anything happening there?"

"Not really. Don't get me wrong, I like him. He's got a great sense of humour. There was just no attraction for either of us."

"That's too bad."

"I'm not too worried. Besides, have you seen Mishima-san up close? The man is beautiful."

"I've only seen him from a distance."

"Oh, get up near him the first chance you get! Mreow!" Jun laughed, even though she couldn't imagine a man with huge eyebrows like his could possibly be attractive, no matter what the distance. "And then there's that Korean guy, the tae kwon do sensei. He's pretty yummy, too." Michelle grinned. "Yeah, I know. Sex, sex, sex!"

"Hey," Jun protested, "I never said I mind!"

"Did someone mention sex?" called a voice. The two women looked up to see Anna Williams, clad in an extremely revealing bikini that made them both blush. "Mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Only if you want to talk about sex," Michelle joked. Anna chuckled and lowered herself into the bubbling water.

"Ooh," she moaned. "Sex is good, but it can't hold a candle to this." She scooted in front of one of the jets and enjoyed the feel of water blasting onto her lower back.

"Depends on the sex," Michelle pointed out. She glanced toward the pool and noticed Baek Doo San, the Korean of earlier mention, diving in. Adjusting her bathing suit to show the maximum amount of cleavage, she stood up. "And if I'm lucky, I'll get some of the best tonight!" She darted to the pool and jumped in, splashing nearly all the other swimmers. Jun giggled at her friend's easygoing attitude.

"I love your bathing suit," Anna said. Jun glanced self-consciously at her plain, white one-piece, which did nothing to emphasize her already small chest. The Irish woman's breasts, on the other hand, barely managed to stay tucked into the tiny bikini top. Noticing the path of Jun's gaze, Anna shook her shoulders, causing her breasts to move with them. Jun blushed furiously. "I take it you like mine, too."

"It... it's very flattering," Jun stammered.

"They're real, you know." Anna stared down at her chest. "Most people think they're surgically enhanced, but no. Want to touch them?"

"Uh..." Jun fidgeted, unsure of how to respond. Anna reached out and pulled the shy woman's hand across the water, placing it on the bare skin above the fabric of her swimsuit. Jun's eyes flew wide, and Anna grinned. "Come on, you know you like it." She liked watching the woman blush. To her surprise, she realized that Jun's hand was moving downward, then resting dead center on her breast. Jun lifted her eyes and met Anna's gaze. "I knew you liked it," Anna prodded, smiling. Jun quickly pulled her hand away, but Anna moved through the water and sat close next to Jun.

Jun gasped when she felt Anna's hand on her thigh. Too stunned to move, she allowed the hand to travel up to the private space between her legs. Fingers slipped under the cloth covering her and caressed her bare flesh. Her head sank back to rest on the concrete behind her as she came toterms with the fact that she was fully enjoying the attention, even though it came from another woman. Suddenly, the fingers were gone, and Anna stood. Without another word, she grabbed a towel and calmly walked away.

* * *

"Hello there, Jun," Kazuya greeted as he watched her descend the stairs. He had to concentrate to keep his eyes from drifting to the shape of her body in her simple white dress.

"Good evening, Mishima-san," she replied, bowing deeply.

"Please, call me Kazuya." He held out his hand. "I would like you to be my escort for dinner tonight." His voice was gentle; it sounded nothing like it had when he had given his speech the first day of the tournament. Jun timidly took his hand and let him lead her to the banquet room reserved for tournament participants. Wulong caught her eye as they entered, and she locked eyes with him for a moment. A mixture of surprise and hurt showed on his face. She wanted to tell him not to worry, but she had absolutely no idea how to behave around Kazuya. He pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down. Also at the table were Michelle's blonde friend, Kazuya's brother, Anna, and three other people she had not yet met. Kazuya took the seat next to Jun and nodded to someone in the distance.

In no time, servers appeared, setting heaping plates of food on the tables. Kazuya watched Jun as she ate, smiling at the tiny bites she took. At the same time, he managed to keep a conversation going with the others seated at the table about various fighting styles. Jun only half listened, keeping her eyes on her food. She waited for a convenient moment to bring up the subject of the Mishima Zaibatsu's alleged smuggling of protected animals, but the discussion never turned down that avenue. After a bit more small talk, Kazuya stood. "Jun," he said, "would you like to come for a walk with me?"

"I would love to," she heard herself reply. She blinked, then took his hand and allowed him to help her to her feet. As they left, she caught Anna's wink. They left the hotel together through the rear doors and walked past the pool and toward the gardens. Chinese-style paper lanterns lit the walkways, illuminating the thousands of flowers sprinkled over bushes and trees.

"Breathtaking," Kazuya commented softly.

"It certainly is," Jun replied, mesmerized by the variety of colours surrounding her.

"I was referring to you." She looked up at him with wide eyes. He only smiled and kept walking. The gardens had a hypnotic effect on her, and she felt like she was swimming through a rainbow over the sea. He plucked an orchid from its mother plant and held it out to Jun, who accepted it and tucked it behind her ear. Light danced in his dark eyes, and she found herself agreeing with Michelle's comment about him. She realized that they had stopped moving, and he was gazing back into her eyes. His face drew closer to hers, and she felt no desire to move away. Their lips met, and strange sparks crackled inside her skull. Her entire body grew hot, almost uncomfortably so, and she pulled away quickly, staring at him. "Sorry," he whispered.

"Don't be." She touched her fingertips to his cheek and leaned up to kiss him again. He caressed her tongue with his own, and her head swam. She felt herself growing wet between her legs, even though his hands stayed respectably on her back. When he pulled back, she was still dizzy. He took her hand, lacing his fingers with hers, and continued the walk along the garden path.