Of Her Nature

Part Two: Fluid Actions

The bath room was full of steam from the hot water. They were alone in the room.

“Don’t worry Gojyo, I’m not the type to expect a call in the morning.”

Gojyo, thought about the experience at the table, she was the type he’d want to call, just not in the morning.

Gojyo took off his headband and shirt. She noticed his body, he was very muscular and toned. His chest almost seemed chiseled. His chest was bare and smooth. As he bent to take off his shoes, his muscles moved in rhythmic patterns that seemed as if they were playing some kind of symphony. She almost expected to hear music.

“Are you just going to stand there and watch me bathe?”, Gojyo asked.

“No, I was planning on joining you.”

“Really? Well then….why don’t I help you out a bit….”

He walked over to her and ran his fingers through her hair. Her hair felt like thin stands of silk. Each strand behaving as if in an army, each one knowing exactly where its post was and returning to it as soon as the outside force left. He kissed her cheek and she turned her face toward him. Their lips touched again , and again he felt the numbness. Her tongue entered his mouth and probed. The kiss was so deep, so passionate that it felt as if she was probing his soul. His mind swirled. elt elt their energies intertwine.

He kissed across her cheek to her ear and down onto her neck. She took off her sword belt and untied her bodice. He loosened her bodice with his thumbs between her shoulder blades. She lifted her arms and he slid her bodice off. Free of the restraining material her breasts bounced. Her nipples were hard. He felt the warmth of her body envelope him. He continued to kiss on her neck, slid one hand to her round firm ass and with the other he ran one finger from the nape of her neck down her spine.

The sensation made her arch her back and lift her breasts. He slid his hands around her waist and up her stomach. He touched her breasts. She let out a sweet breath.
He felt the fullness and heaviness of her breasts in his hands. He ran his thumbs across her nipples.

“I thought you needed a bath.”

“I’m getting there.”

He backed away from her and smiled.

He unbuckled and unzipped his pants. She, again, was taken back by the near flawlessness of his body. He was trim, but far from too thin. Hiwer wer abs formed a “v” between his hipbones pointing to his….


“I see the carpet matches the drapes.” She slyly said.

“Did you expect anything else? You said you knew what I was.”

“Yes, but I didn’t know what to expect.” Then she noticed his flaccid member. She began to wonder what she got herself into and if she could finish what she started. Soft, he had to be 3 inches thick –not diameter--and at least 8 inches long. *Some grow and some show. He must show.*

“What, have you never seen a man naked before?”

“Oh yes, I have. Just none as well equipped as you.”

Gojyo turned quickly towards the pool, in hopes of hiding his blush. *I cannot believe I am blushing, ME! I’m the one that causes blushes! * Gojyo stepped into the warm, steaming pool and turned to watch her.

She undid her pants and he was taken back by her shape. *Almost a perfect hour glass, well maybe and hour and a half.* Yes, he knew what he liked and he did indeed like what he saw. She was definitely toned and muscular, but her lines were smooth and soft. It seemed as if her muscles didn’t even flex as she moved…so smooth…..so soft. Her breasts almost seemed to float in the air, her stomach was flat, all the way down to her pubic bone. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and a very pale blue. He took his eyes back to stomach, something seemed odd….she didn’t have a bellybutton. Bellybutton or not, she was a naked woman, he was a naked man….such trivial things can be over looked.

“Let me guess,” she said, ”You are wondering about the bellybutton.” She picked up her clothes , she new it was over. “For some reason men freak out over the bellybutton. I don’t understand, but I’ll leave.”

“Well, it is different, but not a deal breaker.”

“I had a farm accident when I was young – a mechanical rice picker. I’d really rather not speak of it if you don’t mind.”

“No, what I mind is that you are there and I am here.”

She smiled and put down her clothes.

She stepped into the pool and waded toward him, with a sponge in her hand. She touched it to his shoulder. “No,” He said softly. “The hair. I always wash my hair first.”

She wrung out the full sponge over his head. “Why did you stop earlier? Why did you tease me like that?”

“I had to make sure it was consensual, I am not so desperate as to take from the unwilling. Besides, it was a real turn-on seeing you ask for it.”

He looked at her and smiled and ducked under the water. She was standing with her legs shoulder width a part. *s mys my chance to get back in the drivers seat.*

He put his hands on her ankles and slid his hands up to her inner thighs. She parted her legs a little further to grant him easier access. He turned his hands palm in and arched his fingers. He ran his fingernails down her inner thighs. He saw her thighs tremble and jiggle from the sensation. He flattened his fingers and took them back up her thighs. He moved his face toward her stomach and began to kiss her lower abs, he walked kisses up her stomach until his nose was between her breasts.

He turned his head to the left and ran his tongue to her nipple. As he drew the nipple into his mouth , he inserted a finger into her. He placed his teeth on top of her nipple and used his tongue to push up. He slid his tongue from side to side. He inserted a second finger and with his other hand he found her firm clitoris.

He moved his thumb in a small circle on her clitoral hood slowly adding pressure, but being careful to avoid the ultra-sensitive head. He tugged gently at her nipple and moved his fingers up and down.

He took more of her breast in his mouth and rubbed her nipple with the back of his tongue. He synchronized his hand movements. Rub up, push in, rub down, pull out, up/in down/out. Slowly he increased the firmness of his movements.

Her breath quickened, she tilted her head back. He pulled back from her breast, just a fraction of an inch away from her nipple. She could feel his breath on her. She began to shift her hips in time with his movements. He flicked her nipple with his tongue up/down then right/left. He placed his teeth on her nipple and bit gently. She took in a deeper breath. He added more pressure to his teeth and her breath became even more shallow. He tugged at her nipple with his teeth and she seemed to gasp and hold her breath. She tightened her kegol muscles. He knew she was getting close. He released her left nipple and moved his head to her right.

His hand movements were rather rapid now, the same rhythmic movements. In…out….up…down….in ….out…up…down. He stuck his tongue out and licked her right nipple in a circular motion. That too he timed with his hand movements. *Being a good lover, is all about rhythm. *He felt her stomach and thigh muscles tighten. Oh yes, so very close. He stopped the circular motion on her nipple and put his teeth on it. He bit down a little harder than before and heard her gasp again. Her vaginal wall was getting rather tight, the muscles tensed up, her breath quickened. He heard a breathy “Oh yes” come from her and he stopped. He stopped all movements and looked at her.

She tilted her head forward, and looked at him. He could tell her eyes weren’t completely focused and they were half closed.

“You hav say say it.” He smiled. “Payback’s a bitch”

Not to be one to miss out on theatrics, “Please , Sir Gojyo. Please allow me to cum. I’m so very close.” She pleaded, her voice sounded so sweet ,so innocent. There was a deep wanting in her beautiful golden eyes.

In one swift movement, Gojyo dropped to his knees ,pushed his nose to her pubic bone, slid his hands up to her nipples and touched his tongue to her very swollen clitoris. He pinched her nipples as he moved his tongue firmly across her nub. She tasted sweet.

She felt her orgasm wash up over her. Like a rush of energy born from somewhere deep inside of her rising like a flood up through her body. “Oh , gods!” Gojyo felt the chi spring forth from her and blast through him. It circled around them pulsating. Her thighs quivered, her vaginal muscles clenched, her face tightened, and her hands went into fists. She slumped forward with a jagged breath. Her muscles relaxed.

He didn’t not stop, he knew women. He knew that was just the initial burst. Her muscles tightened and relaxed again, this time with a little less intensity. Ride the wave, babe , ride the wave. Her muscles tightened and relaxed six more times, and he felt her start to pull away. He came back up the sur. Sh. She leaned up against the side of the pool for support--- panting. He came up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He could still feel her stomach muscles quivering. He kissed her shoulder and her neck. He whispered, “That felt powerful.”

“Uhuh” breath “It was” breath.

She turned around. He moved his arms around her shoulders, she placed hers around his waist and they hugged. She noticed he wasn’t hard.

He ran his hand up her neck and interlaced his fingers with her hair. He made a fist with his hand and very gently tugged her hair. Her face tilted up and he kissed her. His tongue probed her mouth. Darting in and out. She took a deep breath in and her mind swirled. He felt her melt into him.

He released his embrace and began to look for the sponge and soap. “That my dear was round two.”

They bathed each other and walked back to his room.

The inn was a simple one and the rooms followed suit. The bed consisted of a futon on the floor , pillows and a blanket. G loo looked at Areia and said, “No frame means no squeak.” He winked at her. She smiled.

No sooner did they get the door closed than he had her in his arms. He was kissing her neck and whispered into her ear, “I noticed, you like the rough stuff.”

“I like it all.” , she replied as she tugged at the back of his hair.

He pulled her towel off her and they made their way to the futon. He put his arms around her and said, “Let me know where the line is.”

“No worries, dear Gojyo.” With that she dropped to her knees and began to kiss his stomach, and pulled off his towel. She slid her arms around his hips and held his firm round ass in her hands. She nuzzled his penis against her face and ran her lips down his shaft. She moved back to the base and parted her lips. With the tip of her moist tongue between her lips she moved up to the head of his member. She curled her tongue around the head and took him into her mouth. She heard him moan. She swirled her tongue around the head of his dick and made short strokes with her head. Each se ine in she took a little more into her mouth. She felt the head of his dick hit her soft palate and moved her tongue in a wave on the underside of him. She pulled her head back and teased the head with the tip of her tongue. In one smooth movement she took all of him in and buried her nose in his monds. She smelled him, he smelled warm, clean and musky. His scent made her head spin and tingled her senses. She felt him hit the back of her throat; he stretched her throat. She backed her head away , drew in a breath and returned to the deep throat position. His size forced her to concentrate on relaxing her muscles. She backed off again and drew another breath. With the head of his member touching her soft palate she moved her tongue side to side and front to back. She was thankful the he was not fully hard.

He put his hands on top of her head and ran his fingers in her hair. He cradled the back of her head in his hands. Not forcing movement or applying any pressure, just resting there…touching her.

As she moved her head back she swirled her tongue on alternating sides of his shaft. She reached the tip of his dick, and ran her tongue around the rim of his head.

He bent down, sliding his hands down her head, onto her shoulders and around down her chest to her breasts. He felt the fullness in his hands and massaged her breasts. He flexed his fingers straight and moved his p in in small circles on her nipples. Feeling them fully hard he rolled her nipples between this thumbs and index fingers. He slightly twisted her nipples and she moaned with his penis in her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He looked down at her and wiggled his eyebrows. He pinched her nipples and she opened her mouth to gasp. He felt the air move on his very wet penis.

He maintained the tension on her nipples and “pulled” her back onto her feet. Once up, he pulled her close to him and he nibbled on her neck. “Your mistake, my dear, was to allow me to take a bath.” She felt him harden as he spoke. He kissed her and his hands roamed across her body. He cradled her shoulders in his arms and put his hands at the nape of her neck. He arched his fingers and ran his fingernails down her back to her ass. She gasped again, and he firmly grabbed her ass. He lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders. His wide, long and now very firm member was between her labia and was putting pressure on her clitoris. He bounced her a few times stimulating her and he could feel her wetness on him. He dropped to his knees and placed her on her back on the futon.

While lying on her back she brought her hands forward and cupped her hands on his pects. He moved his hands on top of hers and grabbed her wrists.
He put both her wrists in one hand and moved them over her head. With both hands over her head she knew her breast were fully available and at his mercy.
She felt exposed and vulnerable…but she liked it. He held down her wrists with one hand and moved his face between her breasts.

He cupped one breast in his hands and moved his mouth to the other. He rolled one nipple between his thumb and index finger as he nibbled the other. He slowly added pressure and then slowly released it. She began to shift her hips rubbing against his dick. Simultaneously, he firmly pinched one nipple and bit the other one. She let out a whimper and took short breaths. Feeling as if there was a line of sensation running directly from her nipples to her clitoris, she felt her clitoris swell and her juices began to run along her ass.

He released the pressure on her nipples and placed her left hand under her right wrist – still above her head. “I expect those to stay there.” He traced her arms with his hands. He cupped both breasts in his hands and moved his thumbs over her tender nipples. The attention he had given her nipples made them sensitive and the contact with his thumbs made her give out a breathy moan.

She shifted her hips again, trying to get him to enter her. She needed relief. She felt her vaginal muscle tighten and release. She wanted him in her so bad. She continued to shift her hips. He moved his hips to mimic her movements. The combination of her hands over her head and his weight on her made her feel restricted and confined, but so very erotic. She liked the idea of being his open playground.

The moonlight comingfromfrom the window gave him a wonderful view of her body, he could see her wiggling trying to get relief, but he wasn’t ready to give in to her whims ….yet.

He bent his head down and blew on one of her nipples. He teased it with the tip of his tongue getting it wet and then blew on it again. As he kept this pattern she increased the speed of her hips, his penis rubbing her clitoris. She pushed her hips closer , and tried to get more contact on her nub.

He rolled one nipple between his fingers and nibbled on the other. Then he would switch, not giving one nipple too much or too little wet/dry contact. Her mind seemed to be in a state of flux. He varied pressure and sensation. All she knew is that she wanted him and she wanted relief. If he wasn’t going to enter her then she was going to get the relief form his contact. She moved her hips even faster and pushed her hips closer to him, he pushed in closer to her. He saw her stomach muscles tighten, he saw her free hand clench up into a fist, he heard her moans and knew….she was getting close again.

He felt her thighs tighten and saw her face clench. At that moment he firmly pinched her nipples. Her mouth flew open and she gasped. Her hips collided with his. She nearly lifted him from the futon. He said ,”Open your eyes and look at me”. She opened her eyes, and looked in to his scarlet eyes….she came.

Her feet flexed, her thighs quivered, her stomach muscles rippled, and she felt her vaginal muscles tighten and release. The first wave was always the most powerful. He released her nipples , shifted his hips and entered her, deeply. She was so wet he just slid all the way in. He felt her vaginal muscles tighten and release around him with her subsequent orgasmic waves.

After such longing she was overwhelmed by the fullness. He didn’t just show…he stretched her. She had never had a man so large. If she wasn’t so turned on , if she didn’t want him so as badly as she did, his massive girth would have been painful. As it was, she felt full and complete. The tightness of her labia pulled on her clitoral hood. She felt the head of his penis on her cervix.
He supported most of his weight on his arms, which were on futon at the sides of her chest. He moved in long slow strokes, he kept eye contact with her. The longer he looked at her the more his she felt. She began to rock her hips to meet his movements.

His strokes got progressively, faster and harder. She was rocking on the futon; she felt her head bouncing, the speed and power made it difficult to breathe. *He won’t be able to keep this up long, no man can. *

He brought one of her legs up to her chest and then the other. He used the position to get more leverage and deeper strokes. She had no choice but to take her breaths on the down stroke. He held her ankles and slowly worked his knees under her hips. He separated her legs , bent down, slid his arms behind her shoulders and cradled her upright. She moved her arms around his shoulders and he rocked back and forth.

She felt herself go fall back and then lift forward, she felt him so subtly shifting inside her. With each stroke the stretching of her labia moved her clitoral hood, it felt so damn good.

The rhythm was hypnotic, she felt as if she was reaching another plane of existence. The pressure, the release, the tightness, the fullness…she had fallen into such a peaceful rhythm that the building of her orgasm took he sur surprise. Her eyes opened wide, she took a deep breath and let it out jaggedly. “Oh, Gojyo!” He kept the same pace, the same movements ….rocking …rocking. She felt her feet tighten, her thighs quiver, her stomach muscles tense, she felt the rush of energy come forth from deep down inside her. He felt her vaginal muscles tighten and release around him three times and then he saw her eyes roll back into her head. She felt euphoria and then everything went black. *God damn it! Every single freakin time. THIS is why I make them keep eye contact.*

He stopped all his movements, cradled her back on to her back. “Areia, Areia dear you have to stay with me,” he patted her face,” it’s just wrong if you don’t. You can’t have me doing anything immoral now can you? Areia, Areia…..”
She fluttered her eyes open and her head swayed. “Yes, Gojyo?”

“You have to stay with me here….I have to have you with your faculties or not at all.”
He stayed still until he was absolutely sure she was back with him. “I know your hips have to be aching.” He pulled away from her. When he pulled out, she felt and emptiness inside her. He shifted to the side of her and allowed her legs to straighten and helped her roll on to her stomach. *Maybe, I should give her a short break.*

He straddled her legs just under her buttocks, brushed her hair to the side, and draped himself over her back. He ran his arms down her outstretched arms interlacing his fingers with hers. Even with tmuchmuch skin contact she still missed him inside. She wanted him---inside.

He moved back up and began to kiss the nape of her neck, and walked kisses down her spine. He slid his hands under her hips and lifted her hips up. He shifted his knees in-between hers. She went up on her elbows, curling both pillows under her chest for support.

Gojyo looked out the window, the sky was getting brighter. *She’s lasted a lot longer and any of the others.* He gripped his fingers into her hips and entered her vaginally from behind.

She was so thankful to have his presence back in her. So, big, so full….she couldn’t even begin to guess at his size. Math was way too complex of a thought at this time.

He rocked back and moved her forward to counterbalance. With each long , deep stroke, they met in the middle. He tilted his hips to add an up movement with each stroke. While deep inside her, he bent over and whispered in her ear “Are you ready to sleep? Are you ready to finish? Are you satisfied?”

All she could manage was an “U-huh” and a minute head shift which he took as an affirmative gesture.
“Relax, and stay with me. You have to stay with me Areia.” He worked back into his push/pull movements, increasing in speed.

Each stroke faster, harder and deeper than the last. Their flesh slapped together. When Areia opened her eyes the fast movements just blurred the colors in the room, from his sheer speed she could not react, just relax and enjoy the trip.
After and undeterminable amount of time, she felt his grip tighten on her hips, he rocked back one last time and plunged into her. He arched his back and cried out. She felt his hands shake as they dug into her. She felt his hips quiver, and she felt him cum. Filling her with a wet warmth. His arms broke from their locked position and he slumped forward on to her back. They straightend out their legs and laid there enjoying the moment. He rolled off her, and she felt empty ---but very satisfied. He rolled on to his back, she on her side facing him. She offered him a pillow and draped an arm across his chest, her top foot crossed at his ankle. As heped ped the blanket across them he noticed the sun had come up. They both drifted off to a blissful sleep.


The sounds of the birds woke Hakkai up and he stepped out into the hallway. Goku, who had been woken up by the smells of breakfast, was already in the hall. “Let’s get Gojyo and get some breakfast. I’m hungry.”

Hakkai chuckled, “That sounds like a good idea.” Hakkai walked over to Gojyo’s room and knocked on the door. He knocked again. Hearing no answer, he tried the door and it was unlocked. He opened the door and saw two lumps of clothing on the floor and two figures on the futon fast asleep. He made note that one figure had red hair and the other had light blue. He smiled , tilted his head down and quietly pulled the door closed. “I’m sure Gojyo will be down later.”

“But, I’m hungry now. Is he in there?”

“We don’t have to wait for him and yes, he is in there.”

“Is he sick or something?”

“No, I’m sure he is fine.” It’s her I wonder about.

They went into the dining room and saw Sanzo sitting at a table , reading the morning paper. He had a half a cup of coffee and a cigarette lit. He looked at them over the rims of his reading glasses, “It’s about time you got up, where’s Gojyo?”

Goku sat down at the table and waved for the waitress.

“He’s still asleep.”, said Hakkai.

“Well, go wake him.” Sanzo said looking back at the paper.

“I don’t think that is a wise idea.”, said Hakkai.

“Why not?” Sanzo looked at Hakkai over the paper.

Hakkai looked at Sanzo and then cut his eyes over to Goku, “Gojyo seems really tired, he must have been up late.”

“Hmmph,” with that Sanzo went back to reading his paper.

The waitress finished taking the orders, and shortly after brought the food to the table.

“Hey guys,” Goku said between bites of food, “What do you think about that demon thing Areia was talking about last night?”

“I haven’t heard anything else about it,” Grumbled Sanzo.

“I would imagine if word got around there might be a panic, this seems like such a peaceful city.” Hakkai smiled remembering the birds.

“Since we don’t know when that letch will grace us with his presence we might as well use this time to get some supplies.”

They finished their breakfast and went into town in search of supplies. They returned that evening and there was still no sign of Gojyo having been awake. They ordered and ate dinner. On his way back to his room , Hakkai placed his ear on Gojyo’s door. He distinctly heard two people breathing, one sounded like Gojyo. He shook his head and went into his room.

Sometime around midnight, Areia woke up and got dressed. She found some writing utensils and wrote Gojyo a note. She looked at him sleeping, blanketed in the silver moonlight. She smiled, kissed him gently on his forehead and crept out of the room.

As soon as she closed the door, Gojyo opened his eyes and looked at the door. “So, this is what it is like to be the one slipped out on.” He looked at the starry sky and laid back down.

Gojyo woke up the next morning as the sun was getting up. He was no stranger to being the only one in the room when he woke up, but this morning he felt alone. He looked around the room, gathered his clothing, and saw her note.


Gojyo,
Went hunting. I hope to see you in the forest later.
Thank you for such a wonderful night.
Sincerely,
Areia.


He didn’t expect some heart felt love letter, or something saying she’d never be able to be with another man or anything so grandiose. He didn’t really know what he expected, but this letter seemed to fall short of his expectations. There was that feeling again --- loneliness. He shrugged off his emotions and went into the hall with a smile on his face, he knew how to fake it.

He went into the dining hall and the other three were there. He sat down and lit a cigarette. “Good morning, guys, great morning isn’t it?”

“Where’s Areia?” Sanzo asked him through the paper.

“How would he know, he’s been asleep for a whole day?” Inquired Goku.

“She went demon hunting.” Gojyo said as he puffed on his cigarette.

“How do you know?” Asked Goku.

“Because, monkey-boy sometimes adults know these things, and if you were an adult you might know too.” Gojyo ruffled the hair on Goku’s head.

“Sanzo’s an adult and he didn’t know. So how did you know?” Goku said raising his voice, “Besides, I’m 18!”

Sanzo placed his banishing gun loudly on the table, “Shut the hell up! I’m trying to read!”

The four of them ate their meal in silence. Sanzo paid for the meal, “Demon hunting , huh? I suppose it is time for an after-breakfast work out.”

“Yeah! Now you’re talking!” Goku hopped out of his chair and headed for the door.


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