[Ai's so quiet. She should be spinning another lie by now. Something about how she doesn't have the time to fantasize about things like this or how Rinne's a pervert for even asking, and maybe she would be right. He is a pervert. What else do you call someone who enjoys watching his idol fold in his hands? He can tell Ai's never said these things before. No one ever gave her the chance.
Rinne wants to give it to her. Ai breathes hotly as she grips him tightly between her thighs, and it spurs him to tease her until her mask falls apart. It's only fair. His already has.]
Kyahaha! It's okay. You wanna know what I think about?
[Rinne presses his lips to her jaw and slides his fingers up the inside of her thigh, his touch feather-light.]
It doesn't take much to get me going. Whenever I see the nape of your neck, I think about what it'd look like when you're under me and I go crazy.
[He kisses the spot under her ear, and this time, as he presses her clit, he lets her feel his tongue on bare skin.]
[ Some new feeling, similar in hue and intensity to shame but that bit more wanton and sweet pools hot and low in her stomach. She shouldn't be admitting any of this. They've already gone too far but for some reason, it's this that feels like teetering on the edge of something she can't come back from.
Ai isn't supposed to want things like this. She's squeaky clean, pure and neat. Ai of B-Komachi loves everyone with all her heart, but she's never had a single dirty thought in her life. She certainly doesn't look at her boyfriend's hands and think about all the places she wants him to put them. She certainly doesn't catch herself gazing up at his broad, muscular back when he walks just a few steps ahead of her on a date and think about learning the warmth and strength of his muscles with her hands, her lips- and she certainly, certainly has never spent any time at all fantasizing about the touch of a man she hasn't even kissed or confessed her love to until she's hot and needy and slick and just wishing she wasn't too much of a dirty coward to-
Rinne loves idols more than anyone. He loves Ai of B-Komachi more than anyone. This should be repulsive. He should be furious that the pure and pretty girl he saw on that screen has been such a dirty, lonely woman all along.
But he... loves her, instead. Even more than the girl he saw on screen. He loves this hidden, shameful part of her he has to pry out with his lips and teeth and fingertips - and he asks her for more of it. ]
Rinne-kun, I...
[ When he touches her again at last, her mouth makes the shape of a protest, imploring him to wait, to give her just a moment to breathe - but no words come out, just a rough edged noise of approval. She's still trembling and sensitive but if anything, it just makes her that bit more eager for everything his touch promises. And with the sounds of her moans, a confession spills out as well. ]
I've wanted it like this for a really long time. I'd... think about it so much, it'd make me so warm and I... thought you'd hate me for it. That I'm dirty and needy like this, but... so long as it's for you, is that okay?
[ The breathy note her words end on almost sounds like a plea. ]
You can be all of that without me, but I'm only ever like this with you.
[How could Rinne hate Ai for it? No one ever shows him their true self. In front of Rinne's invincible facade, they always want to be strong and spotless and perfect. But Ai is here, just as nervous as he is, so vulnerable and deathly afraid. She's like him in ways he both loves and hates to know, and if she's anything like him, then she might not know how he feels just yet. They're both stupid like that.
So he takes her hands and, as he resumes the rolls, places them on his busy hips. He needs her to understand how much he wants this.]
I always want to fuck you.
[He murmurs it into her ear, the words thick with lust.]
I wanted to fuck you on that train as soon as we got on. I wanted to fuck you in that classroom with that cute skirt on. One of these days, I'll catch you backstage and before you go on, I'll wanna fuck you 'til ya can't stand on your feet. I guess that makes me a bad fan, but you want that too, right? We're always testing our goddamn luck!
[Rinne licks into the shell of her ear. His heart pounds against his flushed broad chest. He'd rather die than confess to this, but things are easier to admit if someone says them first, and Ai looks like she's been wanting to say it for a long, long time.]
So if you want me, just tell me. I'll fill my wife right up.
Hold tight.
[With one fluid motion, he parts her thighs and lifts them up with his strong hands. His cock is still inside her, and he drives it in quick and deep every time.]
[ When he'd been pleading with her like he still didn't believe this was something he was allowed to do, Rinne had said always. It hadn't quite clicked in her mind just what that always would really mean but having it laid out like that, while Rinne's hands and mouth are all over, while he's still inside her and she's still so hot and full - it makes her feel a little dizzy.
Ai of B-Komachi is a decoration, polished to such a mirror shine that the idea of tarnishing her should be abhorrent. So she can't be touched, only admired from a distance. But Rinne's always wanted to touch her. All this time, she's been something he wants to love with his hands, with his entire body - like she's a real person he can hold and understand instead of an idol he can only see and dream about.
Like she's a real person full stop.
Her lips part like she means to speak but then Rinne's fingers dig into her thighs and before any words can come out of her mouth, Rinne presses inside of her so hard and fast that what comes out instead are a sharp gasp, a stuttering whimper and Rinne's name. Her hands scrabble to find purchase against him even though she trusts Rinne to hold her up - he really is so much stronger than she'd realized - and the words that come out when she's finally able to speak are unfiltered, gasping and needy. ]
I always— I always wanted it like this— I always wanted you to hold me so tight, so please—
[ Some distant part of her mind manages to register that if they're not careful, they're going to end up missing dinner but Ai can't bring herself to care. Right now, she's much more starved of something more vital — touch. Rinne's touch. ]
[If Rinne's enjoying this too much, he doesn't care. The cool mountain air is nothing to their shared body heat. His wet lips brush against the cartilage of her ear as he asks with a drawl,]
Please, what? I can't do it unless you tell me.
[If Ai takes a while to answer, that's okay. For once, Rinne doesn't want her to. Instead, he cackles.]
Nah. I know what to do.
[He's going to make her human — just like him. Just like they always were.
He bends her over the low table, her knees firmly on the futon and her bare flushed chest on the cool surface. His fingers press down on her soft bottom lip. Does she like being filled here, too? Either way, Rinne isn't worried like he was anymore. Like him, Ai wants it — all of it.]
Get ready, Ai. Our children are gonna be soooo fucking cute.
[Rinne slides his fingers into her mouth, and his hips pick up the pace. Sweat drips from his chest to roll down Ai's back to remind her who she chose to lay with for the next three days and nights. If Ai has anything to say about it, it will likely come after he's done spilling his heat with a force desperate to make her his.]
[ Everything about this is obscene. Her gasps and whimpers are so shamelessly loud in the quiet but it's still not enough to cover the wet sounds their bodies are making. She wonders if she should be embarrassed or guilty, but there's none of that shame in her now - only wanton delight that she finally has this with Rinne, that knowing what she's really like has only seemed to make him want her even more. Her skin is fever flushed and she feels tipsy, lovedrunk and dizzy, as she tries to hold herself steady against the table and - god, she has to spend the rest of the trip in this room and every single time she so much as looks at this table she's going to remember exactly how Rinne took her there.
Then he goes ahead and says that. A spike of adrenaline lances its way right through Ai and even though she has no idea how serious he might be and even though this is the last thing she should be letting him do when they're already guaranteed to be in so much trouble for this—
Ah. She supposes this is exactly what she was asking for when she told him they should go crazy, right? ]
Rinne-kun— [ His name comes out indistinctly this time, not at all helped by the way her tongue curls around his fingers, immediate acceptance and an instinctive plea for more. But moreso than that, it's helpless and a little desperate, the voice of a girl on the verge of completely losing control of herself. ] I can't take it, I love you, I love you, I love you so much—
[ For as loud as she'd been this whole time, she's deceptively quiet when she finally comes - a high, keening whine that breaks open into a breathless mewl. She's twitching helplessly, shudders rolling down her spine and making her legs tremble so hard that she knows that there's no way she'd have been able to stay upright without the table underneath her. ]
[Rinne doesn't like using words. They're far too important to use so carelessly. It's why he lies. He doesn't give others the chance to hurt him when he lies. But when he says those three words to Ai, he always, always means it each and every time. He's sure his feelings won't change. After everything she's given him, how could they? He can only hope that with this, he's finally given her even a small sense of happiness.]
Yeah. [He kisses her right cheek and soothes the left with knuckles wet with her spit.] I love you, too.
[Ai's trembling so much. Rinne thinks he'd be like her too, had he let her have her way with him. He has half a mind to go another round, but responsibility gets the best of him and he pulls out nice and slow, letting her feel his girth as his cum drips out of her. He hugs her waist and nuzzles her neck, sweat and heat ignored entirely.]
Hehe. Was it that good? They're gonna stare at us so much in the morning...
[Especially since they already were at it so soon. Ai had been so soft, wet, warm and tight. If she didn't like it, then Rinne's fine with this being their last. But he doubts she hated it.]
[ It takes a second for her to get her breath under control enough for her to respond. She has to hiss it in through her teeth when he finally pulls out and she's so sensitive still that it sends a fresh flurry of shudders all up and down her back. She's not usually in such a state afterwards, but she's never been... loved quite as thoroughly as Rinne had just done it.
Jeez. And there was her, smugly thinking she was the one who'd be worrying about taking her time with him, being slow and gentle. If she'd known he was such a beast, she wouldn't have bothered! ]
Don't say that. Couples come to ryokans for this kind of thing all the time, so it's not like we're any different...
[ Even though she totally hadn't planned this. Sure. Keep telling yourself that, Ai. ]
Aah, we'll both have to take another shower before we go anywhere... we got right out of the bath and then made an even worse mess...
Oh? We're a couple now? A couple who takes long, hot showers together?
[Rinne's just teasing, but it'd be a lie to say he wasn't excited again. He pulls her onto his lap, not bothering to close her legs — especially if she doesn't want to.]
Kyahaha! I don't feel like leaving yet, but what about you? You hungry?
[His concern is genuine. If the nearby restaurants close early and she's hungry, they'll probably need to look for a convenience store instead, and that's not very romantic.]
[ Dryly; ] If we take a shower together tonight, we'll definitely miss dinner.
[ She's thoroughly, sweetly exhausted but she also knows full well that neither she or Rinne can trust their self control right now. Of course, they're here for three nights, so even if tonight's no good, then...
Ah. There she goes already. She was right not to trust herself.
She settles back against him even so, warm skin on warm skin. It doesn't ignite quite the same itch in her just yet, just warm fondness and a lovely sense of satisfaction. Sticky and sweaty and sated as she is, it's nice to daydream about being held like this all night. ]
Our room comes with a place at the restaurant, I think. Or at least, they said the room came with meals for every night, and I'm guessing they don't plan on letting you starve. Unless you want to go someplace else?
Mmm, tough call. But you gotta take some pictures for that too, right? [He brushes stray strands of hair away from her face.] You should get those out of the way now so you can teach me how to kiss ya later.
[It'll be fine. They just have to take a quick shower and they'll be on their way. If it's for work, Rinne can hold back for Ai. The promise of her touch will make the wait all the better.
Mm. It'll be too dark for that now... so maybe I'll just get pictures of breakfast. As long as they get an idea of the food, that's fine, right? So this first night can be just for me and you.
[ Because surely there's no way they'd miss breakfast as well. Surely.
She shifts a little in his arms. Just enough to turn around and loop her own around his neck. There's a twinkle in her eyes that absolutely looks like mischief, even if it's a different kind than before. ]
You'd better carry me through to the shower, though. My legs don't feel like working just yet.
[ They're fine. She could easily walk it. She just doesn't want Rinne to let her go yet. ]
You're not gonna leave your poor wife to fend for herself, right?
[There's no time to waste, then. Rinne shrugs his robes off, gathers Ai into his arms without a moment of thought, and wordlessly brings her to the bathroom. He'd say something witty, but his mind is clouded by thought of Ai alone, tempting him to do what he had just done not too long ago. A night just for the two of them — he likes the sound of that.
Once they get there, he lets go of Ai and turns around to shut the door behind him.]
Alright, we gotta make this quick. I'll shower first, then you can wash up after me.
[ When this is all said and done, Ai's going to tell herself she definitely didn't plan this.
She was playing around and teasing Rinne by making him carry her through, but she was going to be practical about this. They couldn't miss dinner on the first night, after all. She's not thinking about how nice and strong Rinne's arms are and when he turns to push the door open and step away from her, it's entirely a lapse in judgement and not at all a calculated move when Ai steps forward as well, setting both hands on his bare back and says - ]
Hm? You don't want me to wash your back for you?
[ Silkily, in a warm voice that can only mean she's up to no good: ]
[Rinne draws in a deep breath and shudders as he exhales through his nose. Color and heat sweep across his face and shoulders. Oh, god. Was he always this bad at being in control? Her hands on his naked back are enough to drive him crazy, but... No. They have to eat. Ai needs her strength, if anything. He asks her in a voice quiet enough to be a whisper:]
Be quick, okay?
[He can trust Ai to do that much. It's her work on the line, after all.]
Of course. [ In a voice so cheerily innocent that she can only be faking. ] We can't miss dinner.
[ She follows him the rest of the way in properly and gives the shower faucet a sharp turn. The water that comes pouring out is pleasantly hot, just enough to make her skin buzz and for a moment, she just lets herself enjoy the way it streams down Rinne's back and follows all the lines of his muscles. Not that she's looking of course. She's just here to wash his back.
She forgoes any of the fancy sponges and just pours the bodywash into her hands, lathering them up and then starting with his shoulders, her fingers kneading into his skin as she goes. ]
Heehee. Look at that. Rinne-kun's all tense again. I wonder why?
[ He is. Rinne's anticipating something he already told himself not to wait for. He can already feel it in the way Ai massages his shoulders, releasing the tension there as she soaps up his skin. It's been a while since someone's touched him like this. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't think he's ever been touched like this at all. Warm water caresses him as it rolls down his muscles and rinses the rest of him, but he would rather her hands be there too, following the shape of the body he'd worked so hard to perfect.
When she kneads out a knot in his body, he moans. ]
[ That's not a lie, at least. She won't even pretend she's new to all the rest of this - Rinne wouldn't want her to even if she'd tried - but this tenderness, the wanting to touch him just for the sake of it, the way her stomach flutters so nicely just for the sake of it... it's definitely her first time with all that.
She definitely didn't have any of this planned, of course. She really was just in here to wash his back. But Rinne making a noise like that is just unfair. So as her fingers work their way down his back, Ai steps in just a little closer. Not quite enough to touch just yet, but... ]
[Rinne hums in response. His breath shudders at even the possibility of being touched anywhere else. He doesn't like losing control — bad things often happen when he does — but when he thinks about surrendering himself to Ai, it doesn't sound so bad at all.]
...Is that all you're gonna wash?
[He's not going to ask for more. They're in a hurry, remember?]
[ All at once, a fresh flock of butterflies unfurl in her stomach. She'd wondered if this was already a little much, if she's getting too greedy already - she's definitely getting irresponsible, if nothing else. She can tell that much.
But if Rinne's asking too... then it's not just about what she wants anymore. And Ai's so good at giving people what they want.
Her palms flatten against his skin and slide down to the small of his back. They linger for a second before she finally closes the distance between their bodies again and fully presses herself into him, her bare chest against his back.
She wonders if he can feel just how hard her heart is beating. ]
Since you worked so hard for me, I'll wash the rest of you too.
[ Said like that, it sounds almost like a promise. Or a threat.
Her arms curl around him, her hands following the firm muscles of his stomach. She's wanted to touch him like this for so, so long. ]
[ This feels closer than they had been earlier somehow. Rinne didn't feel ready to face her then. He's not even sure if he'd be ready to face her now. Her body is nothing like he's ever known. He's been bruised with fists and feet and the shafts of hunting spears. He's felt the strain and toll of work late into the nights when his dreams only lived in the recesses of his mind. And even when his dreams came true, they only happened after he'd managed to mop the liters of his own blood, sweat and tears off the stage. Rinne Amagi is an idol. Idols don't bleed. With Ai, it feels like he's done more than that.
He gingerly takes her hand in his and guides it down his firm stomach. ]
I was serious, you know. I don't wanna work this hard for just anybody.
[ Some of the playful lilt to her voice is gone, just for a moment. The warmth is all still there, as is the want and the heat in every breath she takes, but it's softer now. Just a little more affectionate. ]
When it's about stuff like this, you always mean it. ... That's why I love it so much.
[ Her hands follow the path Rinne sets for her down past the muscle there, stroking teasingly over his hips. The steady stream of water's long since washed away all the suds so for just a second, she draws back barely enough to retrieve the bottle. This time, though, she doesn't bother with just her hands. She upends it and pours the soap all down the front of her body, the warm water streaming it all down her skin until she's liberally lathered her front and her hands. Then she presses back in flush with him, slick and wet against his back as her hands once again stroke their way down his sides, down to his hips. ]
So I'll work hard too. [ Her fingers threaten to dip between his thighs... then pause. ] ... Unless you really don't want to miss dinner.
[He breathes hard through his nose, barely keeping himself together. The soap makes him keenly aware of the shape of Ai, her pert breasts pressed against his naked back as warm water washes the suds in between. And her hands—they slide down his sides and he shudders. The rest of his exposed skin tingles from the mere thought of her touch. Every single part of his body draws tight.
Now, he knows she isn't here to hurt him, but that's what makes this all the more dangerous. One hand slides over hers as he closes his eyes, exhales, and lolls his head back. He sighs. And he was supposed to be responsible.]
[ Well, then. There goes her last excuse to pretend she has any self control right now. It was fun while it lasted. ]
I won't. [ Her response is immediate and her breath puffs hotly against his back as she speaks. ] I promise. I'll be extra thorough.
[ With the hand under Rinne's, she continues to stroke his side, her thumb stroking gently up and down his skin. She lets him think for just a second that she's really going to drag this out but then at last, her other hand slides all the way down his thigh. She strokes him there a few times, just to keep up this ridiculous game that this is still about washing him - then decides that she's been mean enough and she finally moves up to wrap a soap slick, warm hand around the part of him they both want her to touch. ]
... Heehee. Was twice not enough for you, Rinne-kun?
[ Her stroking is slow, deliberate and thorough, as promised. ]
I guess it really is a good job I've got you all to myself for tonight, then.
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Rinne wants to give it to her. Ai breathes hotly as she grips him tightly between her thighs, and it spurs him to tease her until her mask falls apart. It's only fair. His already has.]
Kyahaha! It's okay. You wanna know what I think about?
[Rinne presses his lips to her jaw and slides his fingers up the inside of her thigh, his touch feather-light.]
It doesn't take much to get me going. Whenever I see the nape of your neck, I think about what it'd look like when you're under me and I go crazy.
[He kisses the spot under her ear, and this time, as he presses her clit, he lets her feel his tongue on bare skin.]
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Ai isn't supposed to want things like this. She's squeaky clean, pure and neat. Ai of B-Komachi loves everyone with all her heart, but she's never had a single dirty thought in her life. She certainly doesn't look at her boyfriend's hands and think about all the places she wants him to put them. She certainly doesn't catch herself gazing up at his broad, muscular back when he walks just a few steps ahead of her on a date and think about learning the warmth and strength of his muscles with her hands, her lips- and she certainly, certainly has never spent any time at all fantasizing about the touch of a man she hasn't even kissed or confessed her love to until she's hot and needy and slick and just wishing she wasn't too much of a dirty coward to-
Rinne loves idols more than anyone. He loves Ai of B-Komachi more than anyone. This should be repulsive. He should be furious that the pure and pretty girl he saw on that screen has been such a dirty, lonely woman all along.
But he... loves her, instead. Even more than the girl he saw on screen. He loves this hidden, shameful part of her he has to pry out with his lips and teeth and fingertips - and he asks her for more of it. ]
Rinne-kun, I...
[ When he touches her again at last, her mouth makes the shape of a protest, imploring him to wait, to give her just a moment to breathe - but no words come out, just a rough edged noise of approval. She's still trembling and sensitive but if anything, it just makes her that bit more eager for everything his touch promises. And with the sounds of her moans, a confession spills out as well. ]
I've wanted it like this for a really long time. I'd... think about it so much, it'd make me so warm and I... thought you'd hate me for it. That I'm dirty and needy like this, but... so long as it's for you, is that okay?
[ The breathy note her words end on almost sounds like a plea. ]
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[How could Rinne hate Ai for it? No one ever shows him their true self. In front of Rinne's invincible facade, they always want to be strong and spotless and perfect. But Ai is here, just as nervous as he is, so vulnerable and deathly afraid. She's like him in ways he both loves and hates to know, and if she's anything like him, then she might not know how he feels just yet. They're both stupid like that.
So he takes her hands and, as he resumes the rolls, places them on his busy hips. He needs her to understand how much he wants this.]
I always want to fuck you.
[He murmurs it into her ear, the words thick with lust.]
I wanted to fuck you on that train as soon as we got on. I wanted to fuck you in that classroom with that cute skirt on. One of these days, I'll catch you backstage and before you go on, I'll wanna fuck you 'til ya can't stand on your feet. I guess that makes me a bad fan, but you want that too, right? We're always testing our goddamn luck!
[Rinne licks into the shell of her ear. His heart pounds against his flushed broad chest. He'd rather die than confess to this, but things are easier to admit if someone says them first, and Ai looks like she's been wanting to say it for a long, long time.]
So if you want me, just tell me. I'll fill my wife right up.
Hold tight.
[With one fluid motion, he parts her thighs and lifts them up with his strong hands. His cock is still inside her, and he drives it in quick and deep every time.]
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Ai of B-Komachi is a decoration, polished to such a mirror shine that the idea of tarnishing her should be abhorrent. So she can't be touched, only admired from a distance. But Rinne's always wanted to touch her. All this time, she's been something he wants to love with his hands, with his entire body - like she's a real person he can hold and understand instead of an idol he can only see and dream about.
Like she's a real person full stop.
Her lips part like she means to speak but then Rinne's fingers dig into her thighs and before any words can come out of her mouth, Rinne presses inside of her so hard and fast that what comes out instead are a sharp gasp, a stuttering whimper and Rinne's name. Her hands scrabble to find purchase against him even though she trusts Rinne to hold her up - he really is so much stronger than she'd realized - and the words that come out when she's finally able to speak are unfiltered, gasping and needy. ]
I always— I always wanted it like this— I always wanted you to hold me so tight, so please—
[ Some distant part of her mind manages to register that if they're not careful, they're going to end up missing dinner but Ai can't bring herself to care. Right now, she's much more starved of something more vital — touch. Rinne's touch. ]
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Please, what? I can't do it unless you tell me.
[If Ai takes a while to answer, that's okay. For once, Rinne doesn't want her to. Instead, he cackles.]
Nah. I know what to do.
[He's going to make her human — just like him. Just like they always were.
He bends her over the low table, her knees firmly on the futon and her bare flushed chest on the cool surface. His fingers press down on her soft bottom lip. Does she like being filled here, too? Either way, Rinne isn't worried like he was anymore. Like him, Ai wants it — all of it.]
Get ready, Ai. Our children are gonna be soooo fucking cute.
[Rinne slides his fingers into her mouth, and his hips pick up the pace. Sweat drips from his chest to roll down Ai's back to remind her who she chose to lay with for the next three days and nights. If Ai has anything to say about it, it will likely come after he's done spilling his heat with a force desperate to make her his.]
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Then he goes ahead and says that. A spike of adrenaline lances its way right through Ai and even though she has no idea how serious he might be and even though this is the last thing she should be letting him do when they're already guaranteed to be in so much trouble for this—
Ah. She supposes this is exactly what she was asking for when she told him they should go crazy, right? ]
Rinne-kun— [ His name comes out indistinctly this time, not at all helped by the way her tongue curls around his fingers, immediate acceptance and an instinctive plea for more. But moreso than that, it's helpless and a little desperate, the voice of a girl on the verge of completely losing control of herself. ] I can't take it, I love you, I love you, I love you so much—
[ For as loud as she'd been this whole time, she's deceptively quiet when she finally comes - a high, keening whine that breaks open into a breathless mewl. She's twitching helplessly, shudders rolling down her spine and making her legs tremble so hard that she knows that there's no way she'd have been able to stay upright without the table underneath her. ]
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Yeah. [He kisses her right cheek and soothes the left with knuckles wet with her spit.] I love you, too.
[Ai's trembling so much. Rinne thinks he'd be like her too, had he let her have her way with him. He has half a mind to go another round, but responsibility gets the best of him and he pulls out nice and slow, letting her feel his girth as his cum drips out of her. He hugs her waist and nuzzles her neck, sweat and heat ignored entirely.]
Hehe. Was it that good? They're gonna stare at us so much in the morning...
[Especially since they already were at it so soon. Ai had been so soft, wet, warm and tight. If she didn't like it, then Rinne's fine with this being their last. But he doubts she hated it.]
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Jeez. And there was her, smugly thinking she was the one who'd be worrying about taking her time with him, being slow and gentle. If she'd known he was such a beast, she wouldn't have bothered! ]
Don't say that. Couples come to ryokans for this kind of thing all the time, so it's not like we're any different...
[ Even though she totally hadn't planned this. Sure. Keep telling yourself that, Ai. ]
Aah, we'll both have to take another shower before we go anywhere... we got right out of the bath and then made an even worse mess...
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[Rinne's just teasing, but it'd be a lie to say he wasn't excited again. He pulls her onto his lap, not bothering to close her legs — especially if she doesn't want to.]
Kyahaha! I don't feel like leaving yet, but what about you? You hungry?
[His concern is genuine. If the nearby restaurants close early and she's hungry, they'll probably need to look for a convenience store instead, and that's not very romantic.]
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[ She's thoroughly, sweetly exhausted but she also knows full well that neither she or Rinne can trust their self control right now. Of course, they're here for three nights, so even if tonight's no good, then...
Ah. There she goes already. She was right not to trust herself.
She settles back against him even so, warm skin on warm skin. It doesn't ignite quite the same itch in her just yet, just warm fondness and a lovely sense of satisfaction. Sticky and sweaty and sated as she is, it's nice to daydream about being held like this all night. ]
Our room comes with a place at the restaurant, I think. Or at least, they said the room came with meals for every night, and I'm guessing they don't plan on letting you starve. Unless you want to go someplace else?
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[It'll be fine. They just have to take a quick shower and they'll be on their way. If it's for work, Rinne can hold back for Ai. The promise of her touch will make the wait all the better.
It'll be fine.]
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[ Because surely there's no way they'd miss breakfast as well. Surely.
She shifts a little in his arms. Just enough to turn around and loop her own around his neck. There's a twinkle in her eyes that absolutely looks like mischief, even if it's a different kind than before. ]
You'd better carry me through to the shower, though. My legs don't feel like working just yet.
[ They're fine. She could easily walk it. She just doesn't want Rinne to let her go yet. ]
You're not gonna leave your poor wife to fend for herself, right?
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[His heart skips a beat. She called herself his wife! His wife!!!!!]
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Once they get there, he lets go of Ai and turns around to shut the door behind him.]
Alright, we gotta make this quick. I'll shower first, then you can wash up after me.
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She was playing around and teasing Rinne by making him carry her through, but she was going to be practical about this. They couldn't miss dinner on the first night, after all. She's not thinking about how nice and strong Rinne's arms are and when he turns to push the door open and step away from her, it's entirely a lapse in judgement and not at all a calculated move when Ai steps forward as well, setting both hands on his bare back and says - ]
Hm? You don't want me to wash your back for you?
[ Silkily, in a warm voice that can only mean she's up to no good: ]
Danna-sama?
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Be quick, okay?
[He can trust Ai to do that much. It's her work on the line, after all.]
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[ She follows him the rest of the way in properly and gives the shower faucet a sharp turn. The water that comes pouring out is pleasantly hot, just enough to make her skin buzz and for a moment, she just lets herself enjoy the way it streams down Rinne's back and follows all the lines of his muscles. Not that she's looking of course. She's just here to wash his back.
She forgoes any of the fancy sponges and just pours the bodywash into her hands, lathering them up and then starting with his shoulders, her fingers kneading into his skin as she goes. ]
Heehee. Look at that. Rinne-kun's all tense again. I wonder why?
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[ He is. Rinne's anticipating something he already told himself not to wait for. He can already feel it in the way Ai massages his shoulders, releasing the tension there as she soaps up his skin. It's been a while since someone's touched him like this. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't think he's ever been touched like this at all. Warm water caresses him as it rolls down his muscles and rinses the rest of him, but he would rather her hands be there too, following the shape of the body he'd worked so hard to perfect.
When she kneads out a knot in his body, he moans. ]
You do this often?
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[ That's not a lie, at least. She won't even pretend she's new to all the rest of this - Rinne wouldn't want her to even if she'd tried - but this tenderness, the wanting to touch him just for the sake of it, the way her stomach flutters so nicely just for the sake of it... it's definitely her first time with all that.
She definitely didn't have any of this planned, of course. She really was just in here to wash his back. But Rinne making a noise like that is just unfair. So as her fingers work their way down his back, Ai steps in just a little closer. Not quite enough to touch just yet, but... ]
So does it feel good?
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...Is that all you're gonna wash?
[He's not going to ask for more. They're in a hurry, remember?]
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[ All at once, a fresh flock of butterflies unfurl in her stomach. She'd wondered if this was already a little much, if she's getting too greedy already - she's definitely getting irresponsible, if nothing else. She can tell that much.
But if Rinne's asking too... then it's not just about what she wants anymore. And Ai's so good at giving people what they want.
Her palms flatten against his skin and slide down to the small of his back. They linger for a second before she finally closes the distance between their bodies again and fully presses herself into him, her bare chest against his back.
She wonders if he can feel just how hard her heart is beating. ]
Since you worked so hard for me, I'll wash the rest of you too.
[ Said like that, it sounds almost like a promise. Or a threat.
Her arms curl around him, her hands following the firm muscles of his stomach. She's wanted to touch him like this for so, so long. ]
Where do you want me to start?
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He gingerly takes her hand in his and guides it down his firm stomach. ]
I was serious, you know. I don't wanna work this hard for just anybody.
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[ Some of the playful lilt to her voice is gone, just for a moment. The warmth is all still there, as is the want and the heat in every breath she takes, but it's softer now. Just a little more affectionate. ]
When it's about stuff like this, you always mean it. ... That's why I love it so much.
[ Her hands follow the path Rinne sets for her down past the muscle there, stroking teasingly over his hips. The steady stream of water's long since washed away all the suds so for just a second, she draws back barely enough to retrieve the bottle. This time, though, she doesn't bother with just her hands. She upends it and pours the soap all down the front of her body, the warm water streaming it all down her skin until she's liberally lathered her front and her hands. Then she presses back in flush with him, slick and wet against his back as her hands once again stroke their way down his sides, down to his hips. ]
So I'll work hard too. [ Her fingers threaten to dip between his thighs... then pause. ] ... Unless you really don't want to miss dinner.
[ Ahah. Now she's teasing again. ]
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Now, he knows she isn't here to hurt him, but that's what makes this all the more dangerous. One hand slides over hers as he closes his eyes, exhales, and lolls his head back. He sighs. And he was supposed to be responsible.]
Don't miss a spot.
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I won't. [ Her response is immediate and her breath puffs hotly against his back as she speaks. ] I promise. I'll be extra thorough.
[ With the hand under Rinne's, she continues to stroke his side, her thumb stroking gently up and down his skin. She lets him think for just a second that she's really going to drag this out but then at last, her other hand slides all the way down his thigh. She strokes him there a few times, just to keep up this ridiculous game that this is still about washing him - then decides that she's been mean enough and she finally moves up to wrap a soap slick, warm hand around the part of him they both want her to touch. ]
... Heehee. Was twice not enough for you, Rinne-kun?
[ Her stroking is slow, deliberate and thorough, as promised. ]
I guess it really is a good job I've got you all to myself for tonight, then.
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