(Author's note: Strong sexual content warning: Intended for mature readers, enjoy! –L.J.)
Ayumi stumbled into the entrance to the main lab by accident after almost an hour of wandering in what seemed like circles. She felt utterly hopeless as she walked inside the dimly lit room and looked around. She had half expected Akon to be sitting in his chair working on his personal computer but then she looked up at the clock that hung on the wall and realized it was half past nine already.
Deciding she may as well do as her captain had asked and wait for him to return, she turned the large chair in front of Mayuri's computer station so that it faced the open hallway and sat down. She had no idea what was in store for her once he returned and part of her really wasn't looking forward to it, but she wasn't going to be a coward. Sure, she could go hide in her room-once she found it again, but she knew he would just come and get her.
Ayumi leaned back in the chair and let her eyes close as she continued to wait for the man who had seemed to fill her mind with nothing but longing. The memory of the way he had pinned her against the wall and kissed her filled her mind and she couldn't help the sad sigh that left her chest. Would her stupidity make him take back his words from earlier?
"What are you doing!?"
Ayumi's eyes jerked open as she heard Mayuri snap his question at her from the open hallway. By the look on his face he was livid. She wasn't sure what could have put him in such a mood, but something told her it didn't have anything do to with her.
"Waiting for you, like you told me too." Ayumi replied as she sat up in his chair.
"You didn't think of going to clean yourself up? You have dirt all over you." Mayuri pointed out to her as if she were simpleminded.
"I did…I just figured it would be better to wait and do that once you've…dealt with me." She answered as her gaze fell to the floor.
"Oh, I see. So now you want to listen to me. Tell me, woman, what you thought you could accomplish by running around the 79th district by yourself and in the dark no less?" he asked.
She lifted her head and met his gaze.
"I had an unexplained feeling and it made me worried for you…so, I was trying to come and help you." She admitted.
Mayuri snorted.
"What makes you think I would ever need you to help me in such a way?" He countered.
Ayumi shrank down in the chair, she felt as if she were two inches tall and he was about to stomp on her.
"I…I just wanted to help you…I'm sorry." She whispered.
"You're running out of apologies, Ayumi…" He countered.
"Do you want me to go?" she asked, barley a whisper.
"Go? Oh, I don't think you fully understand the situation, woman. You won't be going anywhere, in fact, I think it's time I showed you." He smiled.
Ayumi's brow furrowed as she noticed his mood shift from hostile agitation to something she couldn't recognize. Her lips parted as he crossed the room and his hand reached out, grabbing her by the wrist he pulled her up from his chair. She stood and met his heated gaze as he leaned his body into her.
"Come." He commanded her as he pulled on her arm.
Ayumi didn't dare hesitate, she couldn't believe what she had just seen in his eyes, the man may have been infuriated by her actions, but his eyes only told her one thing…He wanted her…even after her mistake, he still wanted her.
Ayumi relaxed and she felt the grip on her wrist loosen as a result. She thought back to the other night and remembered how he had demanded she walk next to his side, so in an attempt to try and please him she stepped forward to walk by his side, rather than just letting him pull her forward.
She saw the way he peeked over at her and she felt better when the sides of his lips lifted. Her heart sped up as she tried to process what the smirk on his face really meant…had she finally done something to appease him?
"I want you to be bolder in your actions, Ayumi, not reckless, do you understand?" he broke the silence as he turned her down another corridor and paused in front of a door.
"Yes." She answered as she forced herself to swallow her sudden nervousness.
"Then show me." He challenged her as he reached out and opened the door.
Ayumi looked up at him as if waiting for his direction, but then realized his pause was his direction, he wanted her to walk into his room on her own. It was his way of asking her, or better yet telling her that once she was inside, she was permitting him to take her any way he saw fit. Ayumi felt a rush of butterflies as she witnessed his gold eyes darken for her, and without any further hesitation, she walked inside.
Mayuri stepped inside his room after the woman and kicked off his sandals by the door. He watched her as she turned and did the same. He could see her bare feet dusted with dirt. Even covered in the dust of the 79th district the woman was beautiful to him. The only thing that marred her beauty was the trail of dried tears stuck in the dirt on her face.
Ayumi looked up at him expectantly with wide green eyes and it made him smile. Now that he had made his decision, he wasn't going to let anything sway him.
"Go inside my bathing area and wait for me." He instructed her.
Ayumi turned and looked around the room, once she spotted the door to her left, she walked inside. Mayuri walked across his bedroom, removing his headdress, then placed it on the table. He ran his hand through his dark blue hair and felt his overgrown bangs fall across his forehead. He pulled his zanpakuto free from the band at his waist and sat it back into its stand before shrugging out of his captain's haori and placing it on its hook.
Mayuri turned and saw the woman sitting on the edge of the giant wooden tub, her green eyes watching him undress for her. He felt a surge of masculine pride as he noticed the way the woman was chewing on her bottom lip. Memories of wanting to pull that lip into his own mouth so he could run his teeth across it came fluttering to the surface, and now he wasn't going to deny himself. He would be sure to run his teeth across many parts of her, but first, she needed to bathe.
Ayumi couldn't take her eyes from the man as she shamelessly watched him undress. When he turned and looked at her with hungry eyes she felt a twinge of something new in her lower abdomen that shot down deep inside her core. Just looking at the man was turning her on and he was still wearing his Shihakusho.
Her heart skipped a beat when he crossed the room and entered into his bathing area and gestured with his hand for her to stand up and she did.
"I'm going to take my time with you, Ayumi, so you can get to know how it feels to be touched by me." He explained to her as he reached out and grabbed the belt to her Shihakusho.
Ayumi held her breathe as he pulled her top open, revealing the more than generous curves of her breasts to him. She couldn't fight the sense of awkward self-consciousness that overwhelmed her as his hungry golden gaze devoured her. She felt his fingers slide under her top caressing her shoulders as he forced it down her arms, the slight touch of his fingers teased her soft porcelain skin. She gripped the bottoms to her Shihakusho, feeling a little overwhelmed as he leaned his body into her.
"Let them drop." He demanded her.
Ayumi sucked in a breath as she listened to him and opened her clinched hands. He'd told her he wanted to see her act bolder, but she had no idea what she was doing, or what he would even like and it made her feel hesitant. Mayuri stepped back and took in the sight of her standing in nothing but a pair of purple panties. The woman seemed to have an affinity for the color, he noted.
"Turn around, let me see all of you." He instructed.
Ayumi pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and closed her eyes as she turned giving him the view of her backside that he wanted. She wished he would say something, anything that could help her understand his reaction to her body. She wasn't like a lot of other women, while she was short, she had plenty of curves, and her body was shaped like an hourglass.
Mayuri stared at the woman's curvature until content. He was searching her, looking for anything that he could possibly see changing, whether anything could possibly be improved, and amazingly, he found nothing he wanted to change. Her body was in fact, perfect.
"Mayuri?" he heard her whisper his name.
"What is it?" He asked, his voice soft and low.
"I…I've never done this before…" Ayumi started to explain that she wasn't sure what he wanted or what she should do.
She let out a soft gasp as she felt him press his body against her backside as his arms closed around her waist. She could feel the heat from his breath on her neck as his lips lifted to the top of her ear.
"I am the only man that's touched you? How fitting, you are the only woman who has ever made me want to touch her." Mayuri admitted.
Ayumi felt a wave of relief wash over her and she allowed herself to lean into his body. She heard him laugh softly in her ear.
"It seems that revelation has made you more comfortable." he noted.
"Yes." She whispered.
The muscles of her stomach twitched when she felt the tips of his painted fingers tease her skin.
"Lift your arms up and wrap your hands around the back of my neck." He ordered.
Ayumi paused at his request for a second but then tentatively raised her arms and threaded her fingers together bracing them against the back of his neck. She felt his lips close over her the pulse point at the side of her throat. Her arms being raised forced her to arch her back and presented her breasts to him. She gasped and closed her eyes when she felt his hands reach up and caress her. Her nipples hardened almost instantly against his palms as he massaged her, squeezing lightly.
"Mayuri…" she whispered.
Mayuri forced the first moan from her lips as he gently drug his teeth across the sensitive skin of her shoulder as his palms molded to her curves. He could feel her body responding to his touch and it left him craving more. He wanted her as a man and it felt good to let go and embrace the base urge to take her, to tease her, to hear her soft moans as he gave her such pleasure.
He pulled his mouth away from her shoulder letting his lips drag across her salty skin. Mayuri let his left hand drop from her breast, trailing his fingertips down her taunt stomach, he wedged his fingers between her legs and pressed against her through her panties. He could feel her getting ready to receive him and he smiled as he heard her shocked intake of breath.
"I rather like touching you, but I think it's time we move to the tub, I wish to bathe you."
Ayumi's body trembled as he pulled his hand away from between her legs, leaving her wanting so much more. Her body was changing, reacting to his touch, the low rasp of his voice, his scent. She felt intoxicated by him, and when he reached his hands up and gently brushed his fingers along her lifted arms her nipples tightened in response.
Mayuri gripped her by the wrists urging her to unclasp her hands and she complied allowing her arms to fall back down. He backed away from her and she felt the loss of his body's heat and it left her feeling disappointed. She didn't want him to back away, she wanted him to keep touching her. Ayumi wanted to touch him back, to make him sigh with pleasure only she could give him.
While she still felt bold enough Ayumi turned to face him and reached out with both hands taking a hold of the collar to his Shihakusho. Mayuri's brow rose and his lips parted as he noticed the change in the woman. She was completely wanton and it seemed to have given her courage as he felt her pull the top to his Shihakusho open. The woman's soft hands splayed across his bare chest, seeking the heat from his skin. He could see just how much she wanted to explore him as well.
Ayumi's hands caressed over the lean muscle of his chest, she was surprised to see how toned he really was. Her fingers ran across a section of raised skin and her brow furrowed as her gaze dropped seeing one of many scars. Mayuri caught her wrist with his hand and it made her lift her gaze.
"They are scars from making improvements on myself, I have many of them." He explained to her.
Ayumi nodded as her lips parted, although she felt a slight twinge of sadness hearing him say he had improved himself, it didn't make him any less attractive to her. She understood that with the way he thought, he would constantly be trying to improve the things around him, including himself.
"What about me? What would you improve on me?" She asked him.
Mayuri's lips lifted into a wide smile at her question.
"I've already improved it." He answered referring to her vision.
Ayumi smiled softly at him.
"That's it? Just my vision?" she pressed.
Mayuri averted his gaze before he answered her.
"There is nothing else I see that I would change on your body, as far as your behavior, there is much to improve on." He countered.
Ayumi pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she accepted his statement, while she understood it from his perspective regarding her behavior, she was surprised to hear the scientist in him didn't want to change her body and she couldn't help but take it as a complement from him.
Mayuri let go of her wrist and used his hand to catch her by the chin. Ayumi freed her bottom lip from her teeth and inhaled sharply as he leaned into her pressing his lips over hers, taking a kiss. Ayumi pulled at his Shihakusho exposing his chest to her before she leaned into him. She heard his sigh against her lips as he felt her breasts brush against him. She moaned into his mouth as he slipped his tongue between her lips and flicked it over her own tongue a little playfully.
The more she felt him relax into her the more confident Ayumi grew in her actions, she pressed her body into him as she reached her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, her hands delved into his thick blue hair and her lips moved over his in unison. She felt his hot breath and could taste him on her tongue as he lapped at her. Ayumi groaned as she felt him suck her bottom lip into his mouth and gently pulled back grazing her with his teeth.
Mayuri paused…allowing himself to stare into the woman's eyes, he found himself drawn to her gaze, she pulled him in and it almost felt as if he were drowning in her emotions. She wanted him that he was sure of, but he swore he could see so much more inside her Celadon gaze…She cared for him and the notion sent him reeling because he couldn't deny that he cared for her as well.
Ayumi ran her hands through his hair as he stared into her eyes and her chest tightened from the intimacy of the act, standing there in nothing but her panties, her breasts pressed against him, his arms wrapped around her slim waist holding her to his painted skin. He looked as if he wanted to say something to her, but she didn't press him. Now that she understood this was just as new for him and it was for her, it made it easier somehow. They would both have to adjust to the new emotions as they shared each other.
Mayuri dropped his arms from around her waist and pulled his body from her embrace. Ayumi let go of him freeing his hair from her hands. She had liked playing with it, and she had a suspicion that he'd liked it too. Mayuri stepped over to the large wooden tub and reached down making sure it was plugged before he turned the tap on and adjusted the temperature of the water. He stood and allowed the top of his Shihakusho that was hanging open to fall from his shoulders revealing his back to the woman, who he could feel watching him.
He lowered his hand and pulled at the band around his lean hips and rid himself of his bottoms. While he didn't have any qualms about studying the woman's body, he felt a bit of hesitancy allowing her the same opportunity with his own. Mayuri turned, intending to climb into the filling tub when he felt Ayumi press her palm against the middle of his back. His muscles tensed from the contact.
"Will you not let me see you?" He heard her ask.
"Very well." He replied, turning and facing her, completely exposed.
Mayuri's lips parted as he witnessed her gaze roam over his nude body. He had never been under this type of scrutiny, it was different being exposed around someone whose opinion you didn't care about, but when it came to a woman you wanted, their opinion seemed to be the only one that mattered.
Ayumi turned the tables on her captain when he turned and faced her, allowing her a full view of his body. While the top part of him was painted-something she still didn't fully understand- he was physically fit, and his lean body while average in build, still excited her. She allowed her gaze to trail down his toned stomach and take in his lean hips, shaped like a vee leading her to the most intimate part of him. Her jaw fell as she studied him there, the rest of his body was average but his lower region was impressive, even with her not ever having a comparison.
She would normally be embarrassed to study him so openly, but, she felt he deserved a little taste of his own medicine. She could tell by the way his hands clinched at his sides that he wasn't completely comfortable with her seeing him, or was it her reaction that he was waiting for-did he want her approval?
Ayumi decided to give him something more in return as she slid her fingers under the sides of her panties and pushed them down her thick hips allowing them to fall to the floor-now we are even.
Mayuri swallowed hard as he watched the woman pull her panties down in front of him. He was memorized by the thickness of her hips and thighs and the carnal thoughts that filled his mind almost made him reach out for her. He wanted to lean her back against the tub and explore what laid beyond the soft patch of dark hair between her legs. He wanted her spread open for him, freely given. Instead, he fought the urge and simply turned away from her, stepping down into the steaming hot water.
"Come inside." He demanded her.
Ayumi smiled to herself as she walked over to the side of the bathtub and climbed over the side. He wanted her to be bolder, so she purposely lifted her legs in a way that would give him a more intimate view of her and she knew it worked when she heard his rushed exhale of breath. It felt nice that she held a little bit of power of her own, she forced him to react to his arousal and nothing else in the world could ever make a woman feel more beautiful than knowing a man craved to touch her.
The woman was being mischievous, presenting herself to him in such a way…but Mayuri had to admit he liked that she seemed to be warming up to him. Mayuri didn't much care for the way she would normally hold herself and shrink away from him as if she felt inferior to everyone around her. He much preferred the woman who brazenly lifted her legs giving him a full view of her essence, even if it was meant to tease him.
He kept his gaze on her as she lowered herself down into the hot water. He noticed the way her eyes closed as the water enveloped over her body and he smiled when she dunked her head all the way down and sprang back up. Her brown hair slicked back, looking darker from the water.
The dust that had been clinging to her cheeks washed away as she wiped at her face. She forced another breath from him when she opened her eyes and looked at him. Mayuri didn't think the woman could ever look more beautiful then she normally did, but, he hadn't seen her wet until now. He leaned up, turning the tap off now that the tub had filled with enough water for the two of them, then leaned back against the wooden basin.
"Come here." He ordered.
Ayumi let her lips lift in a small smile as she pushed her way through the water over to him. She wasn't sure where her newly found confidence was coming from, but if she had to guess, it was from her arousal. She could tell that he liked it too, by the way his golden eyes seem to darken as he watched her.
"You seemed eager to touch me earlier, so I'll allow you to wash me." Mayuri stated, reaching for a bottle of soap that sat on the edge of the tub.
Ayumi reached for the bottle but he shook his head.
"Hold out your palm." He instructed her.
Ayumi smiled as she realized he needed to keep control of the situation-would she ever be able to make him lose his composure?
Listening to his instruction she turned her hand over and he poured a decent amount of the soap into her palm.
"Will this take the paint off?" She asked him.
Mayuri placed the bottle back and looked over at her.
"Yes. It will, I created it for that purpose." He replied.
"Why do you paint yourself?" Ayumi asked, as she rubbed her hands together creating a lather.
Mayuri smiled at her question.
"I used to paint my whole body, but now I concentrate on only the upper region. Its purpose is to protect my skin from anything that may be harmful if ever in battle. It blocks the pours not allowing any kind of chemical weapon to pass through it." He explained.
"I see. Would you let me paint you next time?" She asked, as she placed her lathered palms against his chest and watched the white paint wash away from his peach skin.
Mayuri half-laughed at her request.
"I don't see what the appeal would be, but, if you really wanted to, I suppose I could accommodate you." He replied.
Ayumi smiled as she made her way up to his shoulders massaging his muscles as she washed away the paint from him. She could feel his tension hadn't eased any from earlier and she wondered if he was still waiting for her approval of his appearance.
"I just think it would be fun to paint you, and I would enjoy helping you." She admitted.
"Very well. I'll let you in the morning then." He agreed.
"Mayuri?" She whispered as she stilled her hands on his shoulders.
He met her gaze as his brow furrowed.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Why are you so tense? It's almost as if you don't really want me to touch you." Ayumi asked.
"Tch. That's not the case at all, woman. I'm simply just not accustomed to being touched, much like you." He replied.
Ayumi nodded feeling content with his answer as she continued to wash him. She gripped him by the bicep and pulled on him indicating that she wanted him to lean forward and he complied, giving her his back.
Mayuri sighed as the woman's hands dug into the knotted muscles. What he had told her was true, he was not accustomed to being touched, let alone massaged. He would admit that it felt quite relaxing allowing Ayumi's soft hands to melt his tension away. He reached up, grabbing the soap again and took it upon himself to wash his face as Ayumi continued her massage. He used his hands to scrub his face clean of the concealers then leaned forward dipping into the hot water as he continued to scrub.
Ayumi ran her hands down Mayuri's shoulders and across the back of his neck as he washed his own face, the excitement of being able to see him without his paint on again filled her. She liked the way he looked with it on as well, but, she had a feeling she would always look forward to seeing him without it, especially if it led to more erotic nights with him.
Mayuri lifted his head from the hot water and Ayumi leaned forward to look at him. He met her gaze as he wiped the water from his face and when he saw the way she smiled at him his chest tightened and filled with another wave of foreign emotions.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Mayuri asked.
Ayumi averted her gaze and shook her head.
"You're handsome, that's all." She answered honestly.
Mayuri sucked in a deep breath as he heard Ayumi's compliment. Why her approval was so important to him, he would never understand, but knowing that the woman did in fact find him physically appealing as well made him swell with an unspoken sense of pride. A woman as attractive as she, thought him handsome?
Mayuri reached his arm out capturing the woman around the waist and pulled her onto his lap. Ayumi didn't hesitate when she felt his arms wrap around her and he pressed his lips over hers. She reached her hands up and cupped the sides of his bare face as she kissed him back. His hands caressed her as he began to tease her all over again with his tongue. He hadn't been joking when he said he was going to take his time with her, she had begun to wonder if he had changed his mind about being with her.
Ayumi gasped against his mouth when she felt his fingers press against her between her legs. He hadn't spread her, but instead he was teasing her even further gently rubbing circles with his fingertips against her. The sensation was something new, and she'd never known she could feel such an ache deep inside her. She craved for him to spread her, to actually touch her, to fill her.
"More…Mayuri…" She panted against his lips.
He flicked his tongue against her parted lips as his hand spread the ones below. Ayumi tipped her head back as her eyes rolled in reaction to his fingers playing with the most sensitive part of her, her body began to tremble and her nipples tightened as his skillful fingers continued to tease the tip of the swollen bud.
Ayumi groaned as sensations unlike any she had ever felt before rushed her. She never knew that simply being touched like this could bring her so much pleasure. It felt exquisite and downright carnal. Ayumi bucked her hips against his hand instinctively craving something she didn't even understand, she needed even more.
"Mayuri!" She moaned his name as his hot mouth closed over her the side of her throat, she could feel the flick of his tongue against her skin as his fingers played with her. She wanted to feel him flick his tongue where his fingers were.
Mayuri pulled back and grinned at the state of the woman straddling his lap. He never knew he would get such enjoyment from watching a woman enjoy his touch. He felt himself getting aroused watching her, almost painfully so. The way her hips rocked against him seeking more from him sent his teeth on edge. He wanted nothing more then to lower her on top of him and push inside her, to give her what she craved, but he had planned on taking her for the first time in his bed, not the tub.
Mayuri pulled his hand away from her and she moaned in protest as she looked at him with carnal eyes.
"I'm going to bathe you now, after, I will give you more of me." Mayuri teased.
Ayumi groaned as she tried to lean in and kiss him again. Mayuri laughed, but gave in half way allowing her another kiss.
"Turn around for me." He instructed her.
Ayumi pushed herself up from his lap using his shoulders as leverage and turned her body away from him. Mayuri continued to smile, knowing that she would want him to bathe her quickly so that she could get another taste of what he could give her, little did she know, he had other plans for her. Mayuri reached out for the soap, but instead of pouring in into his hand, he let it drop down from the bottle over her breasts.
Ayumi's breath hitched from the sensation of the cool liquid hitting her sensitive skin and she let out a low moan. Mayuri sat the bottle down, and gently cupped her with his hands using the task of bathing her as another way to give her pleasure. Ayumi moaned as she felt his hands caress her breasts before spreading the soap up along her shoulders across her neck, and down each of her arms. He was taking his time again, and she felt like she was about to burst.
"Mayuri…please…" She whispered hoping he would understand what she needed from him.
"I said I would give you more after I bathed you, I didn't say I wouldn't continue to tease you as I did, after all, with this being your first time, I'll need you ready to receive me. The way I see it, the more I tease you, the more you burn for me, and the more you burn, the less pain you will feel." Mayuri stated as he continued to wash her.
Ayumi tipped her head back against his chest as she fought to slow her breathing. He'd gotten her so riled up by the way he had touched her she felt down right desperate for him to do it again. She needed something else…she needed him inside her, she wanted to feel what it was like to be taken by him completely, to be one with him. Pain was the furthest thing from her mind when all the man had to do was run his hands across her breasts to make her empty core clinch.
"Sit up." He demanded and she complied.
Mayuri ran his hands down her back, returning the favor of a light massage as he washed her. Ayumi groaned as she felt him press against her sore muscles and she melted into his touch. The man had talented hands, she would give him that much and he was beyond attentive, which fueled her anticipation.
Mayuri spent the next ten minutes using those hands to wash every inch of the woman, pausing to tease her strategically with soft caresses and gentle kisses along her neck and shoulders and even taking the time to wash her long hair for her. He knew she was growing impatient with him, but he needed her to be as ready as possible and if extending the build-up for them both was what it took, then so be it.
"You can get out now and start drying off. I will only be a few more minutes while I finish washing myself." He stated.
"Okay." Ayumi replied as she pushed herself up from the warm water and climbed back over the side of the tub. She paused as she looked around the room for a towel but didn't see any.
"In the cabinet to your left." Mayuri answered her unspoken question.
"Thank you." She replied as she stepped forward and opened the small wooden cabinet and pulled a fluffy clean white towel from inside. She wrapped herself up in it and stepped out of the humid bathing area into Mayuri's sleeping quarters.
Ayumi took the time to look around the man's room as he finished bathing. His room was pretty large, complete with a full desk and chair, on top sat a bunch of paperwork and a few books open to a certain page. To the right was a table that seemed to be a stand for his headdress and next to it was his Zanpakuto.
The white captain's haori with the squad 12 symbol hung on a hook and she had the strangest urge to put it on, like maybe seeing her wearing nothing but his haori would give him a bit of a thrill…but she decided she would save that for another time, when she understood his humor better.
Ayumi unwrapped the towel and began to dry herself as she looked over at his large futon. Her stomach clinched as she thought about what was still to come, after tonight, she would know what it was like to be taken by a man…never in her wildest dreams did she ever think that that man would be Mayuri Kurotsuchi.
She heard the sound of splashing water and she figured he was on his way out. She quickly flipped her head over and toweled her long hair trying to wring out as much of the water as she could then flung her head back again. She turned to her side and noticed him then, his dark blue hair slicked back after being washed, his body rid of the white paint with nothing but a towel wrapped around his lean hips and when she looked lower she could see his arousal.
With her anticipation and her own arousal fueling her she decided she would wait for him on his bed as she finished drying her legs. She placed the damp towel down on the floor next to his futon and then climbed down onto his soft black blanket. Ayumi took in his scent as she laid down on her back trying her best to fight her returning nerves as she waited for him.
Mayuri stepped out of the bathing area and found Ayumi laying on her back in the middle of his bed. Her brown hair sprawled out across one of his pillows as she bit her lower lip in what looked like nervous anticipation-she is truly a vision.
Ayumi lifted her gaze and spotted him watching her, and her lips lifted into a soft smile. Mayuri allowed the towel around his waist to drop to the floor before walking towards her. He kept his eye on her expressions as her gaze drifted back down lower. She absent-mindedly licked her lips as she watched him walk over and her gaze didn't lift until he went to his knees and laid down beside her.
Ayumi's brow furrowed as Mayuri laid down next to her instead of climbing on top of her, like she had expected him to. While her nerves were starting to come back, she still wanted him, she figured being a little nervous was expected when it came to trying something new. Mayuri smiled down at her, as she met his gaze. He lifted his right hand and gently dragged the long blue nail on his right middle finger down the sensitive skin between her breasts all the way down her stomach to the top of her pelvis and back up again.
The sensation teased her delicate skin and her body responded, her core clinched, her nipples tightened, begging to be touched, teased, tasted.
"Do you still want more of me, Ayumi?" He asked her, his voice low.
She felt his hand lift and capture her left breast in his hand, gently groping her.
"Yes!" She admitted breathlessly.
"In that case, I shall make sure you are ready enough for me." He commented as his hand lowered and slipped between her closed thighs.
Ayumi spread her legs open for him as he pushed himself back up to his knees, positioning himself between her open legs. She felt her face flush a little, even though she knew it was a bit late to start acting coy, but his gaze was staring down at her sex and being so exposed was a bit unnerving-What if he doesn't like the way I look?
The self-conscious thought left her as she watched him lower himself down and felt his left hand spread her open to him. He didn't continue right away, she knew that the scientist in him would want to inspect her, to study her body. Ayumi felt a wave of arousal shoot up her spine as she waited for him.
"Is something wrong?" She asked him.
Mayuri lifted his head and looked up at her from between her legs.
"Not at all, I'm simply admiring you…" He admitted.
"O…okay." She replied as another blush spread over her cheeks.
Mayuri returned his gaze to the woman's essence, it would seem that he truly wouldn't change anything about her. Her body was impeccable, and could very well be a body made of dreams. While she was still delicate he had a feeling a carnal sensuality would be awakened within her once he took her. She was more woman than she realized, he just needed to bring it to the surface.
He kept his left hand in place, spreading her open for his inspection and the erotic thoughts from earlier returned to him. He'd wanted her spread open for him, freely given, and here she was, waiting for him to take what she was giving. The base urge within him took over as he dipped his head lower and flicked his tongue across the swollen bud he'd been admiring. He knew it was the most sensitive part of her, filled with the most nerves that would send a wave of raw pleasure coursing throughout her body.
Ayumi's jaw fell, her head tipped back on the pillow and her hands shot up to the back of his head as she felt him tentatively flick the tip of his tongue across her. She'd wanted to feel what it would be like to have his tongue on her there. She gasped and let out a deep moan as she felt him suck her into his hot mouth fully, as his tongue lapped at her.
Mayuri let out a groan of his own as the woman's taste filled his mouth, it was almost maddening how perfect she was to him. Every new thing he discovered about her sent him deeper into a mindless lust filled despair, he felt as if he didn't have any control over his bodies reactions as his arousal intensified making him pulse with the need to fill her, to take what was his.
Mayuri leaned his body to the side as he brought his left hand up and gently caressed her opening, he could feel her slick with need and it pushed him even further over the edge realizing just how much she seemed to want him. Her body couldn't lie to him, she was more than simply just attracted to him-She craves me.
He felt her tense as the tips of two of his fingers lightly delved inside her and he understood she would be expecting pain. Mayuri lifted his head and looked up at her.
"Relax your body for me, Ayumi. If you tense up on me while I do this, it will only cause you unnecessary pain." Mayuri urged her.
"I'm trying…" She whispered back between soft pants.
Mayuri raised himself up from between her legs and laid next to her again, but kept his hand between her legs, the tips of his fingers teasing her entrance. Ayumi turned her head and met his gaze and he leaned in and pressed his mouth over hers. Ayumi could taste herself in his kiss and she felt another spasm of arousal as her sheath clinched for him again.
Ayumi felt the tips of his fingers push deeper and she forced her muscles to relax against his invasion, she wanted to feel him, but she also didn't want to feel any pain. Mayuri reached his fingers up barley inside her and found the barrier of her virginity and he sighed against her mouth. He had hoped it would have broken in another way previously, but it was no matter, he would just have to take his time with her.
Ayumi winced as she felt his fingers push deeper against her. Mayuri pulled away from her lips and met her gaze.
"I'm going to do my best not to hurt you, I think it would be better if I use my fingers for this, rather than the alternative." He explained.
Ayumi nodded her head.
"Okay." She replied.
Mayuri dropped his head to her breast sucking her hardened nipple into his mouth as he thrust his fingers up deeper past the small opening of her barrier. The deep moan that escaped her gave him encouragement as he gently stretched her while thrusting into her. Ayumi let her legs fall open wider as she felt his fingers plunge inside her, sending a sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before-If his fingers felt that good, what would it feel like to have him inside her?
"I'm ready…Mayuri!" She moaned to him.
He lifted his head from her nipple he'd been teasing and smiled as he pulled his fingers from inside her and positioned himself on top of her. Ayumi spread her hips as wide as she could trying to help him but was taken aback when he went up to his knees instead of laying down on top of her.
"This might seem a bit impersonal at first, but it's the best way for me to ensure you enjoy this." Mayuri offered his explanation as he took hold of her by the ankle positioning her left leg up against his chest the heel of her foot resting on his shoulder. Ayumi's eyes widened as she looked up at him.
"Wrap your right leg around my thigh." He instructed her.
Ayumi complied lifting her right leg and wrapping it around him. She could see the angle he had her in would allow him deep penetration while also giving him total control of how deep or fast he thrust into her-and he could watch.
Mayuri leaned forward and used his left hand to spread her as he aligned himself with her entrance, he pushed his hips forward slowly filling her as he raised his hand and started rubbing against the small mound of nerves. Ayumi gasped as she felt him stretching her, she felt almost too full at first as he inched his way inside her, but when he lifted his fingers and started to play with her she groaned loudly as her muscles relaxed, allowing him to push all the way inside her.
Mayuri's eyes rolled back as he felt the way the woman wrapped around him, he let out a deep grunt as he finally pushed himself to the hilt. He forced his eyes open and looked down at her. Her expression was one of awe as he paused for a minute…allowing her enough time to become accustomed to his size as he kept playing with her with his fingertips.
He watched her head tip back as her back arched forward giving him a nice view of her breasts. His gaze lowered and he watched as he slowly pulled back and then thrust his hips forward again sending a wave of sensation through her. He felt her squeeze against him and gave into the urge to grind into her as he found his rhythm.
Ayumi reached her right hand out and gripped a hold of his left thigh as she instinctively rocked her hips to meet his thrusts and moaned loudly as he sent wave after wave of pure ecstasy coursing though her body. Her nipples tightened and her muscles tensed as he took control over her, pushing into her as deep as he could with every grind of his lean hips. His golden gaze lifted catching her attention and she stared back at him with love drunk eyes.
"You see what you've reduced me to, woman?" He asked before turning his head, pressing hot open-mouthed kisses down her ankle and calf as he continued to thrust.
"Let go, Mayuri…take me!" She encouraged him.
He met her encouragement with a smile as he leaned his body into her increasing his speed.
"Yes!" She moaned as her grip on his thigh tightened, her nails digging into his skin, her other hand gripping the blanket under her tightly.
Mayuri watched as her pale skin blushed pink, her taunt nipples hard begging for his attention, the muscles of her toned stomach contracting as she thrust up to meet him. He lifted his left hand away from teasing her knowing that if he kept playing with the sensitive bud, she would come before he was ready for her to.
Ayumi groaned as she felt his left hand reach out and cup her right breast capturing her nipple between his fingers, pulling lightly on the over sensitive peak, sending another wave of intense pleasure. She couldn't control her moans, she gasped for air as he plunged into her increasing her arousal making her feel as if she were chasing ecstasy. On the verge of imploding as her muscles tightened around him building at the center of her lower abdomen, waiting for the final push of his hips that would make her see stars.
"Mayuri!" She groaned his name.
Mayuri grinned as he watched her, giving into the carnality of their union, her sensual eyes seeking him out as she moaned his name. Mayuri let her leg drop from his chest as he leaned forward pressing his chest against hers, she gasped as she felt the change in position right before his lips covered hers. She kissed him back with such ferocity, her lips molding to his as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. He felt her wrap her legs around him as her arms raised, her hands gripping his hair-He didn't even mind the slight sting when she pulled.
He allowed his hand to slip between their joined bodies as he sought to make her come. Her response to him, the way she was clinging to him filled him with the masculine urge to bring her release, he wanted to feel her come for him, and to give her the ultimate pleasures a man could give a woman-something he'd never imagined he would ever feel.
Ayumi's moans increased and her breathing intensified coming out in short deep pants as the tips of his fingers found his target. She pulled away from his kiss and their gazes locked…his gold to her celadon. Her emotions were clear to him as he looked into her eyes, the woman was lost to him, and he felt the familiar tightening in his chest as he thrust inside her, he had the urge to tell her she was beautiful and decided he wouldn't hold back the compliment.
"You are beautiful, Ayumi." Mayuri whispered to her right before he felt her body tighten around him.
Her jaw fell and her eyes widened as her core pulsed around him, her hands gripped his shoulders as her body tensed, her nipples tightened against his chest as she trembled, her deep moans coming out louder and louder, she was almost there…almost about to come. Mayuri increased the speed of his thrusts, deciding it better to not hold back as he sought his own release, so he could join her.
Ayumi moaned his name as she felt her body being taken over…she was no longer chasing ecstasy…it had found her. With one more deep thrust of his hips Mayuri sent her body sky rocketing, her core clinched around his shaft, milking him of his own release and it felt as if it would never stop sending round after round of the most satisfying bliss she had ever felt.
Mayuri groaned the woman's name as he felt her body pulling his own release from him, he kept thrusting into her as her core tightened around him, pulsing, demanding he spill for her. He felt the intense explosion of pleasure shoot out from his groin as he thrust into her one last time. He came to a stop as he found his release, his teeth clinched as he groaned. Ayumi smiled up at him as her body began to relax and from the look in her eyes, Mayuri could tell he had done more than just satisfy her, he had awakened her.
Ayumi reached her arms around his neck pulling him down for another kiss. Mayuri followed her direction allowing his body to come down on top of her, she kept her legs wrapped around him as she demanded her kiss from him. He had no issue with giving the woman what she wanted, she had just given herself to him freely without the slightest hesitation and even though his rational mind was still conflicted, telling him the feelings washing over him were nothing more than a chemical reaction, for the first time, his heart was begging to differ.