HawtSpring (M)

If it wasn’t for the fact that she was caught under Akihiro’s spell so clearly she would have been frustrated with the teasing. In a way she still was. His warm breath came out with each word, and that slow drawn out way he spoke between kisses… Well, even if she was being teased she couldn’t complain if it was like this. It was a bit of a cruel game though, especially with the way that he was smiling now Ikomiki couldn’t help but think that he was just doing it because he enjoyed watching her squirm. If that was his wish, he was definitely getting what she desired. Thick juices, mucus leaked from her arousal, would likely stain his face by now, covering him in the scent of her lustful pheromones mixed with sweat. Little tremors plagued her body, shivers and silent hiccups that left her fidgeting from the pleasure. Her thighs would press in close to his face, sandwiching his head between their soft flesh as he continued to work his magic on her, and she did her best to cross her legs behind his back to keep him tight and snug in place. Not that there was any risk of him leaving.

“You bully…” She protested halfheartedly, squeezing his hand a bit tighter - And his face between the plush of her thighs as he continued his lewd makeout session.

Despite having locked her legs around his head like that though, the moment he tried to rise up they would spread to release him. The intent wasn’t literally to lock him in place, just to embrace him with skinship as he teased her like that. That slow crawl up on top of her was excrushingate, a slow ascent that left her thighs squirming against each other. Inch by inch, kiss by kiss, until their genitals would come close once again. Just through a slight touch, just a tiny brush, a course of electricity would jolt through her body, and his dick was left with a tiny touch of the fluids coating it that Akihiro had just been so eagerly stirring up. That contact, just held like that - It made her heart jump in her chest, and she held still in anticipation. Right now, so closely stuck together like this with him on top of here there wasn’t anywhere for her to go. Nowhere else for her to look, or to hide her embarrassed face, and so she was entirely on display. The red tinge that had spread across her cheeks, her half-lidded, dreamy eyes. Close enough that he could feel each of her inhales and exhales, both from the light gasps of her breath against his skin and also from the rise and fall of her chest as it pressed against his own. There was a certain level of security to it that she enjoyed, being held down by his body like this. She had never let go of his hand, refusing to even as he came forward, and so with their fingers still intertwined that hand of hers would be pinned down to the ground with Akihiro’s for his support.

When the word ‘lover’ came out, she couldn’t help but shrink a bit. Maybe it was stereotypical, but that word did funny things to her. It made her feel so human, like such a girl. Things that would have been normal to anyone else. It was the same reaction she had earlier, when she had bit Akihiro after he confessed to her. But she couldn’t bite him again while like this. Instead she would bite her own lower lip, as if trying to hold in the emotions welling up again in her chest.

“I love you too…” It came out quiet, as quiet as she could be. A tiny whisper as a response to what he had said earlier and what he was saying now. “I’ll be anything, as long as I can be with you.” There was a delicacy to what she was saying. Pinned down, with him staring so closely into her eyes she couldn’t be anything other than honest, those embarrassing emotions that normally would have made her react in frustration coming out instead as if she were bewitched.

There was a magic feeling to listening to those three words whispered back to him. It was hard to describe but it felt like a huge pressure taken off his shoulders. Up until this very moment he could be confident she did love him but he couldn't be 100% sure she wasn't mistaking this for some kind of animalistic behavior, a mating process natural to creatures who'd spent so much time together. It was unthinkable for him to consider this such a thing, but with Ikomiki he could never be certain. That was one of the things he liked about her but he had to admit it got a little strange in moments like this. Despite that, she'd said it and since Ikomiki was nothing but bluntly honest almost all the time, he believed she'd meant it.

And with that sort of feeling within him Akihiro guided himself inside her. Having guaranteed she was well lubricated before taking this step, Akihiro felt confident he wouldn't hurt her. Despite that he did it with care, slowly pushing himself inside her while paying the utmost attention to her reactions. He still felt a huge wave of lust taking over his body however, and wouldn't stop halfway through unless she specifically asked it of him. Instead he'd thrust his whole length inside her, kissing her when it was finally completely inside. He had her, he thought. And she had him. In that moment they had become closer than ever before, but they'd grow closer still.

Assuming everything was alright Akihiro would begin the motions that instinctively came to him. Rhythmic, steady. Not that he had any other experience to compare this to but still Ikomiki felt extremely good. Warm, tight, but somehow still feeling like a perfect match. It was a silly thought he dared not voice, but Akihiro couldn't help but feel this was where he'd truly belonged, inside her. Seeking to improve hers and his own pleasure, he would slowly increase the frequency of his motions, seeking to go as deep as he possibly could with each thrust. Being new at this he wasn't sure of how long he'd be able to keep this up without reaching climax. In fact every few thrusts he'd have to slow down a little bit in order to get himself together and then recover the rhythm. But with every time he did this he slowed less and less, until he was barely slowing down at all anymore.

He kissed her again, wanting to be as close to her as possible. Usually Akihiro's sharp mind allowed him to keep track of the exact passage of time without needing to worry about counting seconds. He had never owned a watch in his life and this was why. But somehow now that notion escaped him and he suddenly felt out of control, and self conscious about himself. Without warning he'd switched placed with Ikomiki and now he was the one wondering whether or not he was doing what he was supposed to do. Ikomiki knew nothing of human mating rituals and Akihiro knew perhaps too much, which made him feel anxious. It didn't matter much tho, he wouldn't be able to control himself for much longer no matter how badly he wanted to.

He wouldn’t leave her waiting for very long. Even though she couldn’t see anything while pinned down like this she could feel everything. His thing. She had become shy again through the intensity of his gaze, those eyes of his piercing into hers. Perhaps it was natural for dojutsu users to have impressive gazes, but so close here and so steady here, it wasn’t something she could resist. It was his penis, but even thinking that word, let alone saying it now -- It was like just thinking about it made her feel all squirmy. Before, had she seen it earlier in the bath before the waves of lust had assaulted them both, it would have been fine and natural for her to say the word. It was funny how things changed so quickly. It was like their heartbeats were connected through the contact it made against her. She could feel his pulse through it against her, those little throbs as blood pumped in and out. It made her imagination go wild.

Having it all slide in at once wasn’t something she could prepare for, even as lubricated as she was. Interior flesh being pushed aside slowly, a space of her body being filled that had never been touched before… It was indescribable, something she couldn’t put into words even if she tried, and even if Akihiro’s lips hadn’t been smooshed down against hers once again. If it was supposed to be painful then perhaps Ikomiki was rather lucky, as the only thing she felt in the moment was her vision going white and mind a bit numb. An overwhelming feeling, to where she couldn’t feel anything at all for a moment except the foreign presence down in her guts. It was only when he began to pull away that she began to feel again, those tight lower lips desperately clinging to him.

Once he got a rhythm going it didn’t matter anymore. Even if he was trying to kiss her, she wouldn’t be able to suppress her voice. That they were in a public hot spring wasn’t something she even remembered anymore, she couldn’t stop from her yowls and moans, her mouth an open mess. It came soft and quiet at first, gentle and delicate little breathy moans similar to the ones from when he was exploring her body. But as he sped up his frequency and the deepness of each thrust some of those noises she made became rather loud, and honestly it would be a miracle if they didn’t end up getting noticed. That she was excessively verbal when it came to situations like these became immediately apart, along with the fact that it just wasn’t something that she could help. She would have a rhythm of her own to focus on soon as well, the rhythm of how to breathe properly while getting fucked like this. It was more difficult than it might have seemed. His attempts at kissing her messy, drooling lips only increased the difficult - Not that it really mattered in the end, with how much of a lust fueled haze she was in. A few missed breaths wouldn’t make her any more of a mess than she already was.

It was all just too much. He was having trouble keeping himself in check well before she she started moaning, but her voice just threw him over the edge. Knowing he was provoking that kind of feeling within her excited him beyond measure and as much as Akihiro would've liked to keep going, he simply could not hold back anymore. In time this was likely to change, they'd get used to each other's bodies and quirks and likely would be able to draw more from the experience. For now however the wave of lust he felt overcame him and he released himself completely inside her, being able to do little more than hold his position as to avoid falling on top of her while his semen filled her. He didn't even think about whether it was a good idea to do that inside her or not. Truthfully he'd been postponing that decision assuming he'd be able to last until he decided but the moment Ikomiki began moaning that plan went down the drain.

Regular Akihiro would have been worried about all the noise they were making, but yolo Akihiro wasn't having any of it. If anyone showed up he could just teleport them both home immediately anyway and the only thing they'd be losing would be their clothes which...they really didn't need at this point. After the wave of lust washed over him, a wave of exhaustion followed. It was almost like if his body had suddenly remembered he wasn't used to this kind of exercise. While he kept in shape akihiro did so with very specific exercises and none of them covered these specific...motions. Perhaps he'd need to add a new one to the list.

Lowering his head Akihiro would kiss her again. He wanted to say something, his self consciousness telling him he should do so. But somehow he felt like she knew exactly what had happened and why it had happened. Still, Akihiro wasn't about to let the fact that he'd already came inside her prevent him from giving her the best time he possibly could. Rolling slightly to his left, he exited her and laid on his left side on the ground right next to Ikomiki.

Carefully he'd place his left arm under her head like a pillow, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible. His right hand would free itself from her left one and would then descend and reach between her legs, and Akihiro would waste no time inserting two fingers in her. His anatomical knowledge had made him well aware that women didn't climax necessarily through penetration however, so with his thumb Akihiro would gently massage her clitoris and lips, applying his Ijutsu knowledge in a way he'd never considered before. At the same time he began kissing her breasts, putting his mouth to work as well. It seemed like an awkward position to be in, but despite having climaxed Akihiro was very much enjoying it.

The wave of lust rose and rose and rose - But with so little experience, both being amatuer virgins until mere moments ago, neither were able to control themselves. If she had more experience she might have maybe been able to quiet herself down a bit even with her seemingly natural loud state, but with it being a new experience completely that was more than impossible. The same could be said for how long Akihiro was able to last. It came completely by surprise, one moment he was hammering into her and then the next he released, and she could feel each spurt of that seed of his being pushed into her belly. Just when she had caught her breath too! All that struggle to control her breathing ended up being practice for next time. There would definitely be a next time. Having caught her breath, those sounds she had been making would begin to fade away now that they had finished. Just the sound of her breathing would remain, clearly audible now that the moaning and sounds of flesh slapping together had disappeared.

All the energy and power that had been coursing through her, driven by lust, went up in smoke the moment that the act was over. Funny how adrenaline worked. Now she was left exhausted, despite the fact that she honestly hadn’t moved too much throughout this entire process. With a slight glisten of sweat across her skin, the only thing she could think of was remaining itch of arousal that remained down within her core. If it wasn’t for her exhaustion she might have been tempted to try to keep on going regardless of the state of Aki’s penis. That, and the fact she was pinned down under him still, panting and submissive.

Him rolling away made her realize how cold she was. Like just having gotten out of a warm bath, exacerbated by the cool chill of the night air and how warm her core was from all that excitement, the wind against her skin was nearly enough to make those beads of sweat frost up. The provided pillow of his bicep was happily accepted, and Ikomiki was ready to cuddle into his side, clinging as close as she could for warmth, until she found Akihiro reaching down for her crotch again-

She eeped. Another completely un-Ikomiki sound that he made come out of her lips. Curse him. How dare he do this to her?

“W-Wait! You want to…. Again?” She had just been thinking about how she might have been able to go for longer, but now confronted with the idea of actually doing that she panicked. “Wait, wait wait wai-...” She would sputter, being silenced as he took ahold of that sensitive part, although her thighs would clamp down fast around his fingers like clamshells. Already thoughts were swirling in her mind. How many times in a row would he go? Did he want to keep doing this over and over again? Was this just the first of many times tonight- Would he just continue screwing her until she fell unconscious? Her eyes were spinning at the thought.

“Give me some time, please - I need some time to breath. Please have mercy - -”

The sudden panic in her cheeks was rather adorable. did she think he was ready to go again? Perhaps that was it, but while Akihiro wasn't sure of how long he'd take to recover he was pretty certain it wouldn't take the 30 seconds which had passed. That would definitely be some kind of record, he reckoned. And he wasn't in the business of breaking records- at least not these types of records, although he wouldn't mind giving it a try every once in a while now that he'd had has a taste.

His left arm was still under her head but he would bring his forearm towards her head and pat her. Headpats were serious business. His right hand however, was relentless in its task. He felt she hadn't quite reached the point which he wanted to bring her to. If he couldn't, that wouldn't be a problem. Akihiro would learn, improve and certainly get to practice a lot in the future. But the words she spoke and the way she'd said them gave him a feeling that boredom dissatisfaction weren't quite the problem here.

"Iko, calm down. I'm not keeping you from breathing." He'd whisper softly. The head pat would turn into a soft scratch behind her ears, which served as a small push towards him and into the cuddling she'd wanted. "Breathe with me." He'd inhale, and then exhale. In the meantime his right hand would not stop, but it would go at it slightly more gently, and softly.

On one hand it seemed she felt like she could've went on, on the other hand however it seemed she was either afraid or too tired to repeat the process which had brought her this far. With her well being always in his mind Akihiro sought the best solution he could think of. He'd have her rest on his arm assuring she wouldn't need to move much or at all in order to catch her breathe while gently he'd keep pleasuring her with his free hand. It felt good making her feel good. He'd kiss the side of her head. "You know, we should've done this sooner. All the time we spent together...I can't wait for more." He chuckled. Not entirely sure of how this would affect their dynamic Akihiro would have every reason to be afraid of how Ikomiki reacted or of losing his student and friend... but somehow he didn't worry. Why worry about losing a friend when he could embrace her as a lover?

The pat to her head was indeed serious business. Maybe Akihiro couldn’t himself comprehend the blissful glory that headpats were, but the fact that he was at least beginning to respect their use was promising. Promising indeed. She would have to train him properly into a good head patting machine- Well, maybe training was the wrong word. The patting on her head relaxed a bit of that tension in her body, enough so to release those clamped together legs. Still nervous though, this was all a process that she clearly would need to get used to over time. Her own body was mysterious to her in a situation like this, and so were these new feelings and experiences.

The sensitivity of where Akihiro was massaging was of a completely different nature than before when she was being penetrated. Not just how it felt, but everything here was different, completely and utterly different. Cuddled close, her head rested against his arm and close to his chest - The scratching at her ears, that gentle voice he was using with her right now… Without hesitation she did as he instructed, struggling to inhale in sequence with him. All the while something was welling up inside her, building with a tight tension. There was a certain pain in her legs, in her thighs - Tight, like a growing cramp in tandem with the pleasure. Was this even still sex? Her only conception of sex up until this point had been ‘breeding’; sex for the purpose of reproduction. Violent, rough, focused on penetrating - This wasn’t anything like that.

She burst, caught in a half-silent, gasping moan as Akihiro’s hand finally achieved its goal. Stretching out against him, it would be as if a spasm ran through her body that centered on her core. A small puddle formed beneath her thighs, fluids rushing down and making his fingers slick at the moment she came. It was overly messy, and the state of her face wasn’t much better. Despite his instructions Ikomiki was left a heavily panting mess, and a mess of tears and sweat coated her cheeks. Overwhelming was a word for it. Unlike Akihiro, this was the first time that Ikomiki had reached a climax like this.

A garbled few words streamed out of her mouth, half babbling and half mumbling to where it was impossible to tell what she had wanted to say. Not that it was likely to be coherent anyway, given her current state. Even as he kissed the side of her head, she was left stunned and ironically much dirtier than she had been before going into the bath. Funny how that worked.

Slowly that heavy breathing of hers would calm down, and the rise and fall of her chest would cease being so dramatic, but even then she wouldn’t clarify or respond. The last of her energy had been sapped away and released down in a mess between her thighs. Somewhere along the way while recovering she had closed her eyes, reduced to a serene, unmoving state. That’s right, Akihrio had made her orgasm so hard that Ikomiki died!- No, she just ended up passing out. An overwhelmed, overworked, exhausted kitty who was getting some much needed rest after this new dramatic development, she would be at peace sleeping in her lovers arms.

Akihiro was kind of unsure of what to do the moment she passed out. Had he gone too far? He'd raise his head a little and dare looking at her face a bit anxiously. She seemed...fine, perfectly fine. Happy even, he dared say. Akihiro would remove his hand from between her legs and adjust her hair which was getting in her mouth. This was a bit of an awkward situation for sure- he didn't count on Ikomiki falling asleep right there in the baths. To be fair he hadn't count on or seen coming many of the events which had transpired this night, but that was alright. He could afford unpredictability if it always led to this.

The Uchiha found himself suddenly very tired almost as if his body had remembered it was late night and that he was supposed to have been resting from the long journeys. Fortunately for him, Akihiro wasn't bound by the rules of physics and space/time when it came to traveling. How does someone like that get tired from long journeys then? Well, it doesn't matter. What matters is he decided to give up on picking up their clothes and abandoned them there. He wasn't sure about Ikomiki's but his were just traveling clothes he'd like to get rid of anyway so it wouldn't be a big loss. As for Ikomiki's he was sure she'd be able to find them in a lost and found section of the bath houses if she really wanted to. Of course that would likely imply she would have to explain why her clothes were found on the male section but certainly she'd find a way around that too.

And within an instant, both Akihiro and Ikomiki were teleported away. A neat trick he had was having a Flying Thunder God seal right on his bed which allowed him to just shut down and sleep whenever he wanted. Today however, he wouldn't sleep alone. He would sleep a lot for sure, but not alone.

[Exit Iko and Aki]