The steam rising around them seemed to become a curtain hiding the outside world, leaving space only for the two of them.
Without a single word, the distance between them eroded. Their lips met, at first gently, then separated briefly only to intertwine again more greedily, tasting each other.
Each time, the kiss became deeper, wetter, more full of passion. Naoki's hands explored Tenka's back slippery with water, while Tenka's hands squeezed Naoki's white hair, pulling it slightly, controlling the rhythm.
This time, Tenka showed her dominant side; she didn't let Naoki hold complete control.
She released the kiss, then began kissing all over Naoki's body—from lips down to chin, to neck, to collarbone. Her kisses were slow, deliberate, as if wanting to leave her mark on every inch of the man's skin. She sucked a little at the curve of his neck, leaving a small red mark. Then descended again, kissing his chest to stomach.
Naoki could only enjoy, his breathing beginning to labor.
Tenka lifted Naoki's hand, opened her mouth, and inserted three of the man's fingers inside. She began to suck—slowly, deliberately. Her eyes gazed at him from below, a mischievous look mixed with desire. Her tongue moved, coiling around those fingers, making provocative movements that clearly simulated something else.
"Tenka... Where did you learn this?" Naoki groaned pleasurably.
Tenka only smiled, then released those fingers with a wet sound.
"Hold on~ This isn't finished yet."
Tenka took a deep breath, then dove into the water.
Below the surface of the warm water, she began performing extraordinary "service." Naoki could only lean against the stone edge, his breath rushing as he felt the hot and soft sensation enveloping his member down there.
A few moments later, Tenka surfaced, gasping. Water flowed from her hair and flushed face.
"Huff... huff..." She took a long breath, then smiled mischievously. "Naoki-kun seems to like it."
Without waiting for a response, she took another breath and dove back in.
Every time Tenka felt out of breath, she would surface, inhale air with a flushed face and half-lidded eyes, then dive back to continue her task.
Naoki bit his lip holding back a groan. His hand gripped the pool edge tighter. That sensation repeated—up down, wet, warm, perfect.
Tenka surfaced again. Her breathing grew heavier, but her eyes sparkled.
"Do you like it?" She asked with labored breathing.
"I-I like it a lot..."
Tenka smiled satisfied. Then she dove again.
That rhythm continued until Naoki reached his limit.
"Tenka—I—"
When that moment of release came, Tenka didn't pull away. Instead, she made sure to receive everything to the base, performing a perfect deepthroat as Naoki experienced ejaculation in the warm water.
"Hah... hah..." Tenka gasped as she surfaced, but her smile was wide. "You're faster than usual..."
"You're just too skilled." Naoki replied still gasping.
Tenka laughed softly, then crawled closer. Her wet body pressed close, she whispered in Naoki's ear with a hoarse and teasing voice.
"But that was just foreplay." Her tongue licked Naoki's earlobe. "It's still a long night. I'm not satisfied yet."
"I'm not satisfied either." Naoki's voice was hoarse.
Tenka smiled, then pressed her lips again. That kiss was different—wilder, more full of lust. Naoki tasted himself on Tenka's tongue, and somehow that made him even more aroused.
Without much talk, Naoki carried Tenka—that wet and slippery body he lifted easily, thanks to the physical enhancement from eating the Peach. Tenka wrapped her legs and arms around Naoki's body while laughing softly.
They exited the pool, leaving the hot water that was beginning to calm. Naoki's steady steps brought him through the yard, into the room, toward that large bed.
He laid Tenka on the white silk sheets. The girl's body bloomed—her skin reddened from hot water and passion, her hair wet and disheveled on the pillow, her eyes half-closed gazing at him with undisguised desire.
As Naoki was about to reach for the box of protection on the nightstand, Tenka's soft yet strong hand stopped him.
"Wait. That's not necessary."
"It's my safe day. Just do it directly... I want to feel you fully without any barrier."
Naoki looked at her to make sure. "Are you sure?"
Tenka nodded, a thin smile blooming. "I'm sure."
Naoki didn't need to be asked twice.
He climbed onto the bed, his body overshadowing Tenka. Their kisses met again—this time longer, deeper, fuller. Naoki's hand explored that wet body, feeling every curve, every warmth.
"Enter." Tenka whispered between kisses. "I'm ready."
Naoki aligned, then pushed.
"Ah..."
Tenka's moan was muffled in Naoki's mouth. Her eyes closed, her eyebrows furrowed—not from pain, but from the full sensation that always began. Her legs hooked around Naoki's waist, pulling him deeper.
"Naoki-kun... Naoki-kun..."
Naoki's name was called repeatedly by Tenka.
That night turned into a celebration of unbridled passion. They explored each other's bodies in various positions.
Starting with missionary position—classic, intimate, eyes meeting eyes. Then Tenka flipped positions, sitting on top, controlling the rhythm. Her wet hair swayed every time she moved, a view that made Naoki unable to think.
They moved to doggy style—Naoki from behind, his hands grasping Tenka's hips, thrusting deeply while Tenka could only squeeze the sheets and let out muffled moans.
To seek sensation, they returned to the hot spring bath.
Warm water enveloped them as Naoki entered Tenka from behind, their bodies moving in rhythm creating small ripples on the surface. Tenka leaned on his chest, head tilted back accepting kisses, while hot water splashed around them.
Tenka truly gave herself completely, showing the "free" and mature love she had mentioned before.
Even when Naoki tried to explore a more extreme side, Tenka didn't refuse. She allowed him to try the "back door."
"Do it gently. This... is the first time."
Naoki adjusted position, lubricating with the remaining wetness from their previous activities. He pushed slowly—very slowly—giving time.
Tenka furrowed her brow.
There was no sound of pain—she was too proud for that. But the wrinkle on her forehead, her held breath, and the way her hands gripped the sheets tighter, all spoke.
It hurt, but she didn't ask to stop.
Naoki stopped, giving time. He kissed Tenka's back, caressed her hips, whispered gentle words.
"Calm down... relax... follow my breathing..."
Slowly, Tenka began to relax. The wrinkle on her forehead began to disappear, replaced by another expression—a new sensation that was strange but not entirely unpleasant.
"Mo-ve... Slowly..."
Naoki moved. Slowly, gently, attentively.
"Aah... Naoki-kun..." Tenka's breath began to become ragged. That new sensation began to be felt—not just pain, but something else. "This... is strange... but..."
"But?"
"But... don't stop..."
Although tightness and soreness briefly visited, Tenka didn't make sounds of pain. She only moaned resignedly, letting Naoki satisfy his desire until the peak of that night's madness was truly reached.
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