(Mature) Overrun City

[Kyosuke]

"I think you'll freeze before you fully air dry. I don't want you to catch anything," Kyosuke replied, still looking in her direction. He hasn't looked away the whole time, even if all he could make out is the outline of her back. As for the discomfort... he can't say he's really uncomfortable with this. He just doesn't know what Shinobu wants either. ...But he's aware that there was some sort of emotion between them. He definitely cared for her after all.

With a sigh, the samurai drew back and his leg slid out of the water with a bit of a splash. If she wouldn't come to him, he would go to her... unless he objected, walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her neck in a light hug.

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu let herself relax back against Kyosuke. She reached up, placing her hands on his arms and holding them to her. "Thank you," she told him softly. She still felt cold, so she lightly tugged his hands from around her neck and moved them to where they circled around her waist. She laced her arms over his, holding his hands in hers.

[Kyosuke]

Even now, Kyosuke smelled fairly strongly of smoke. He hoped Shinobu wouldn't mind. The front of his clothing quickly soaked in the water on his back, growing damp, while he reached up and flicked her long hair over his shoulder, keeping it away from her body. As for her front, he tried to soak up as much water as he dared with his sleeves, though he tried to do so as... appropriately as he could.

Of course, that didn't mean he was entirely comfortable with his situation. Men have certain... reactions after all, to close proximity to a naked attractive woman. And that reaction was fairly obvious considering he was pressed right up against her.

[Emora Deen]

"You're clothes are getting wet," Shinobu told him in a shaky breath. His arms felt good, too good. "Won't you be cold as well?" She could feel his reaction to her, and she wasn't entirely sure if she felt sorry for it or not. She pulled his arms tighter around her, not quite sure if she meant it as an invitation or not... Not yet at least.

Her mind started to race, wondering what she was doing. Wondering if it was right, or wrong. Also, not truly caring if it was. She swallowed hard, and took his hands in hers, slowly guiding his hands to where she wanted them. It was forward of her, and she immediately felt her cheeks flood with crimson. She was a woman experienced with a man, and suddenly felt like she'd never been near one. Was she really that out of practice?

[Kyosuke]

Kyosuke's mouth was dry as his hands are guided... elsewhere. The samurai wasn't inexperienced either, it seems, reciprocating nicely. "Perhaps a little bit," he replied, trying to make idle conversation, even while his hands were busy.

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu released his hands and glided her finger tips up his arms and behind her head. She tilted her face towards his cheek and kissed to while her fingers cupped his cheek. "Hopefully not cold for very long," she murmured. A gust of wind sent a chill through her and she shivered against him.

[Kyosuke]

"No... not too long," Kyosuke replied, smiling softly, loving at Shinobu after returning the kiss. His hands stroke along her, until the gust of wind picks up against that is, then he's hugging her protectively. Once the wind dies back down, he kisses her once again and pulls his arms back, letting her turn to face him directly, should she choose, while he begins to remove his blood soaked gi. "We can both be warm this way..."

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu turned to face him, helping him remove his clothes. She kissed his lips, her touch growing almost desperate as need took hold in her. She hooked her arm around his neck, drawing her naked body to him. She drew him back with her, falling back into the softness of the grass.

[Kyosuke]

Kyosuke doesn't take very long to remove his gi, tossing it off to the side. The rest of his clothing, follows quickly, and the samurai is left as naked as his lord... no, now his lover. There's a dull throb in his knee as he looms over her, but it's ignored as he positions himself and enters her.

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu gasped, her hands clutching at Kyosuke's body. Her lips trail across his shoulder, her hands taking in every part of him she can reach. She vaguely remembered he was hurt, and that what they are doing is not good for his injured body. "Are you okay?' she asked him, kissing his lips softly, her finger tips trailing down his spine.

[Kyosuke]

Shaking his head, Kyosuke leans over and kisses her reassuringly. "I'm fine," he says. "I barely feel it." And it's true, he's much more focused on the woman beneath him right now, so much that the pain in his knee is blocked out quite effectively. It seems to fade away even more when he begins to move though.

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu nodded, suddenly not able to form the words. She tries, and it comes out in a soft moan. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling her closer to him. She wanted more of him, all of him. The need drowned out her reasoning.

[Kyosuke]

Kyosuke's moans join with Shinobu's as he moves back and forth. All thoughts about alerting any potential patrols disappear, and all the samurai can think about is Shinobu. His movements pick up in speed, rapidly rocking back and forth until he almost feels ready to explode.

[Emora Deen]

Shinobu lost herself to that maddening need. Her fingers dug into his skin, her legs wrapped tighter around him. She whispered his name, until her whispers turned to cries, and she went over the edge of reason.

[Kyosuke]

Kyousuke doesn't consider any of the consequences. With a few finishing groans of his own, the samurai goes over his edge as well, spending himself inside Shinobu. It almost seems to last forever, before he's overcome with a nice, warm feeling and almost collapses on top of her. He manages to push himself off to the side and wrap her up in a hug instead, still unable to talk.