This is another chapter about a rarely used paring, that most of the time only appears in really old school fics and is even more rare in adult contend.
Matt stretched out with a contented sigh, his muscles loosening pleasantly under the heat of the mud wrap. After a long week of band practice and schoolwork, an indulgent spa day was just what he needed. And it was even better to share it with his girlfriend Jun.
As Matt relaxed in the lavish suite, slipping a silk robe from his shoulders in preparation for his massage, Jun discreetly pulled the attendant aside. With a sultry whisper and a sly wink, she pressed a generous tip into his palm. "This should ensure my boyfriend and I aren't disturbed for the next hour," she purred with a smile. "I want to take very good care of him."
The attendant's eyes widened at the generous tip, but they nodded eagerly. "Of course, miss, your privacy will be assured. Please, enjoy your evening..." They slipped away, leaving Jun to prowl back into the bedroom with a hungry gleam in her eye.
Matt lay waiting innocently upon the satin sheets, muscles already loosening in anticipation of expert hands upon his taut flesh. But when fingers found their way to his skin, tracing paths of fire up his thighs, it was no nameless masseuse who made him gasp. "Jun?! I thought - ohhh - I thought you booked me a massage?"
She chuckled darkly above him, nails scraping lightly over his quivering back. "I had something much more... intimate in mind. Consider this your special treatment, my love. We have the evening all to ourselves, so relax - and enjoy the ride."
Jun's nimble fingers went to work, kneading the knots from Matt's taut muscles with practised ease. But this was no ordinary massage - her touch held a smouldering heat that sent shivers down his spine.
She straddled his hips to gain leverage, grinding down ever so slightly with each roll of her palms. Matt groaned into the pillow, already growing hard beneath her delicious weight. When she leaned in to nuzzle his neck, hot breath on sensitive skin sent fresh sparks shooting to his core.
"You're so tense, darling. Let me help you unwind..." Her hands slid lower, caressing the defined planes of his back before slipping beneath the towel. Matt gasped as nails raked lightly over the swell of his ass, then lower still to tease along the cleft. When one finger traced the rim of his entrance, he bucked helplessly against the sheets.
"Jun - please!" He was past the point of coherent thought, lost in a haze of wanting. In response, she chuckled, low and dirty, then withdrew her maddening touch. But only to replace it with the slick heat of her tongue, leaving a line of fire down his spine that left him trembling. By the time she reached his tail bone, Matt was sobbing her name, a wanton mess beneath her skilled ministrations...
Jun ground her hips down wantonly, rubbing her slick heat against his muscled back. She had long since discarded her robe, baring all her soft, supple curves. Matt could feel her plump breasts squishing deliciously against his skin as she leaned in to nibble his earlobe.
"Do you feel how wet I am for you, darling?" she whispered hotly before taking his ear between her teeth. Matt could only moan in response, lost in sensation. Her nipples had grown stiff as pebbles, leaving hard little peaks in their wake as she dragged them across his flesh.
The heady musk of her arousal soon had his back glistening, coated in her essence from neck to tail bone. Jun ground her cunt eagerly against him, using his rippling muscles for leverage as she chased her own pleasure. But she was not selfish - one hand snaked around his hip to wrap his throbbing length, pumping and squeezing it.
Rolling over with newfound strength, he gathered her lithe form into his arms. Their lips met in a desperate crash, tongues twining in a dance as primal as the act that came before. He rolled her beneath him, caging her slender wrists above her head to plunder her mouth thoroughly. Jun keened and bucked against his arousal, already primed for passion. When they broke for air at last, chests heaving, Matt gazed down at the debauched beauty writhing wantonly beneath him.
"My turn," he growled, low and feral, before descending upon the stiff bud of one pebbled nipple. Jun cried out wordlessly, back arching in ecstasy as he worked her closer to the edge with lips, teeth and tongue alone.
Jun's giggles turned to mewls of pleasure as Matt rolled her deftly onto her stomach. He gripped her hips to tilt them up enticingly, leaving her flower glistening and open before him like an offering to some primal god.
She quivered in anticipation as the broad head of his cock parted her slick folds, teasing along her entrance but not yet penetrating. "Please, darling," Jun whimpered, glancing back at him with eyes gone dark and wanting. "I need to feel you inside..."
Matt groaned blissfully at the exquisite pressure gripping his length as he sank fully into Jun's waiting sheath. The silken walls hugged him so perfectly it was all he could do to hold still, savouring the feeling of being perfectly encased by her heat.
Beneath him, Jun whimpered and writhed, already chasing the pleasure only he could provide. "Please... I need you to move," she gasped, glancing back at him with eyes gone dark and wanting. Matt could deny her nothing in this state.
Bracing himself on straightened arms, he began to pump his hips in a steady rhythm, grinding deeper with each withdrawal. Jun's breath hitched delightfully on the penetration, only to release on a sighing moan. Her flesh welcomed him like coming home, gripping and massaging his length in all the right ways.
Matt's free hand roamed her quivering form, tracing each curve before settling between her thighs. There his fingers found her swollen nub, already slick and aching, and began to tease merciless rhythms in time with his thrusts.
Jun came undone beautifully beneath his attentions; her cries muffled against the pillows. Her inner walls clenched frantically around Matt's pistoning cock, pulling his own release swiftly to the surface. With a guttural groan, he plunged over the edge, emptying hot and deep within her quaking channel.
As their hearts and breathing slowed, Matt remained cradled snugly within Jun's warmth, in no hurry to withdraw. He reached lazily for the abandoned massage oil, slicking his hands once more.
Jun purred like a satiated cat as his strong fingers set to work, kneading the kinks from her shoulders. Her flesh was deliciously tender and sensitive in the aftermath of passion, each brush of his palms drawing a sigh of bliss.
Matt's softening member twitched feebly within her pulsing channel, stirred by her responses. He rolled his hips in subtle circles, not truly seeking arousal again so soon, but finding simple pleasure in their intimacy.
Jun glanced back with a sated smile, lashes still lowered in post-coital bliss. "You always did know how to work out all my knots, love," she sighed, wriggling her bottom teasingly against his hips. Her intimate muscles clenched reflexively in echo of her words, drawing a groan from somewhere deep in Matt's chest.
As his strong hands smoothed down the graceful curve of Jun's back, she arched into his touch like a satisfied feline. Matt delighted in the feel of her supple flesh moulding to his palms, still sensitive in the aftermath of climax.
When his fingers reached the swell of her bottom, he couldn't resist giving into temptation. Kneading the plush globes eagerly, he swallowed her little gasp of surprise. The flesh dimpled deliciously under his ministrations, and he watched in fascination as her cheeks reddened under his attentions.
Jun wriggled back against his hands, silently urging him on. Her puckered entrance fluttered softly around his lingering length each time he squeezed and massaged the tender mounds of her backside. Already Matt could feel himself hardening once more, stirred by her responses and the erotic sight before him.
Leaning over her slim form, he nuzzled the nape of her neck tenderly. "You like that, darling?" he murmured against soft skin, giving an experimental roll of his hips that had them both sighing. Her answering purr was all the permission he needed to continue exploring.
Jun whimpered softly as Matt's slickened fingers traced lower, circling her sensitive pucker. No one had ever touched her there before, but she trusted him implicitly.
He massaged the tight ring of muscle gently at first, coaxing it to relax under his ministrations. Jun squirmed at the unfamiliar yet not unwelcome sensation, her breath coming faster. When one fingertip breached the threshold, she gasped softly.
"Shhh, it's alright, darling. Just breathe for me," Matt soothed, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck. He eased the digit in to the first knuckle slowly, allowing her body time to adjust. Only when she pushed back with a needy mewl did he continue the careful penetration.
Soon he had her squirming and panting on two flexing fingers, her clenching channel milking them hungrily. By the time Matt withdrew to slick himself fully, Jun was reduced to an incoherent begging mess. She knew already this new intimacy would steal the last of her sanity.
Jun whimpered as Matt's slickened fingers breached her tight pucker, thrusting gently to ease her open. The unfamiliar fullness stretched her in a way that was both strange and intoxicating.
She pushed back against his hand eagerly, craving more. Matt obliged with a third finger, scissoring them to stretch her pliant ring of muscle. Jun cried out at the added pressure, her cunt growing slick once more against the sheets.
By the time he withdrew, her passage was quivering and loose, ready to take what he offered. Matt slicked his pulsing cock, positioning the broad head at her entrance with a groan. "Are you ready for me, darling?"
When Jun nodded frantically, he sank home with exquisite slowness. Her inner walls gripped him like a vice, dragging gasped moans from them both. Matt held still, allowing her time to adjust to the intrusion.
Only once Jun began rocking her hips impatiently did he start to move. Short, shallow thrusts gradually stretched her further, each small breach stealing her breath. Pleasure and pain mingled deliciously, overwhelming her senses until she knew nothing but the feeling of being so intimately filled.
Matt's slow, steady plunges had stretched Jun open in the most intoxicating ways. Each slight breach of her tight ring of muscle filled her fuller than before, the fullness eliciting gasps and mewls.
Her inner walls gripped his pulsing length snugly, the silken heat caressing him in a way unlike anything before. Matt groaned at the exquisite sensation, withdrawing almost fully before sinking home again with excruciating care.
Jun was lost in sensation, overwhelmed by this new intimacy. The delicious stretch and burn with each penetration stole her breath, dragging her higher and higher. When Matt's fingers found her clit, circling mercilessly in time with his measured strokes, coherent thought fled.
As Jun's climax took her, her inner walls clenched down on Matt's cock in rippling waves of sensation. She felt every ridge and pulse of his length through the depths of her orgasm.
Jun threw her head back with a wanton cry, her fingers twisting in the sheets as ecstatic pulses rocked her core. Her passage grew impossibly tighter, milking Matt's length for all it was worth.
The exquisite grip dragged Matt swiftly over the edge with her. He buried himself to the hilt with a guttural groan, thick ropes of release pulsing hot and deep. The feel of her fluttering channel caressing every inch of him sent aftershocks through his veins.
They rode out their passion together in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs. Matt filled Jun so completely in those moments, branding her inside and out as only he could.
As the last waves of bliss ebbed away, Matt collapsed heavily onto Jun's back, spent. His softening length slipped from her fluttering sheath with a sigh. She hummed contentedly, relishing the feeling of his solid weight pressing her into the mattress.
They laid tangled together, lungs heaving as one, hearts still racing in tandem. Jun adored these quiet moments just as much as the passion that preceded - the intimacy of skin to sweat-slicked skin, his lips nuzzling softly against her nape.
"You feel so good holding me," she sighed, wriggling back against his firm muscles with a sated smile. Matt answered with a lazy grin, dropping a kiss to her shoulder before rolling to cradle her in his arms.
Their eyes met, gazes soft with afterglow. "I love you," Matt murmured, stroking damp hair from her forehead. Jun's smile bloomed radiant as the rising sun, stealing his breath all over again.
As their heart rates slowed, Matt gazed fondly upon Jun's sated, sweat-dewed form. He cupped her cheek tenderly.
"How do you feel, baby? I aimed to be gentle, but tell me - was it too much?"
Jun smiled, nuzzling against his palm. "It was intense, but you were so caring. Making sure I was ready. I trusted you completely."
Jun pulled him in for a languid kiss, sighing as their tongues danced. "With you, all discoveries are wonderful. We'll go slowly, and I look forward to exploring further."
As the last rays of sunset painted the sky, Matt cradled Jun close, exchanging soft kisses and tender caresses. Sated bliss radiated from their sweat-dewed limbs where they lay entwined amid rumpled silken sheets.
Jun sighed contentedly, nuzzling her cheek against Matt's firm chest and listening to the steady cadence of his heart. All was peaceful in these quiet moments, an intimacy beyond mere passion. She traced idle patterns across his skin, eliciting a rumble of laughter from somewhere deep in his chest.
Drowsiness soon crept over them, though neither were ready to relinquish the embrace just yet. Matt carded gentle fingers through Jun's tousled locks as her breathing grew deep and even. Outside, night fell like a velvet blanket, but within their cocoon all was warmth.
As slumber claimed them both, they slept with limbs entangled, souls fused into one by bonds deeper than mere flesh. For now, in each other's arms, all was right in their world.
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