In all the wrong places [M!!!!]

Ryu's grin widened, a spark of excitement igniting his sapphire gaze as Aika's bold declaration resonated within him. His hand lowered from her cheek to her chin, delicately lifting her before she fully submerged herself in the water. "No need to be coy," he murmured, his voice a velvety whisper, "Your directness is enchanting. I like that." Raising her slightly, he ensured her eyes met his once more, his gaze ablaze with warmth and sincerity. "I'd be delighted to grant your desire," his thumb caressing her lips softly. "I only hope you haven't made other arrangements for tonight, as we could find ourselves immersed in each other for hours."

His other hand trailed towards her, gently but firmly gripping her hip, offering reassurance rather than demand. Ryu's hand slid down from her chin, roaming slowly along her neck and down to her chest, tracing the curves of her figure all the way to her waist, so that a hand was on each side of her hips, pulling her gently yet firmly closer. The intimacy of the moment was palpable as the water rippled between them, the warmth of the spring heightening the sensuality of their embrace. "Your wish is my command," he said, his voice a low, intimate growl, his lips tantalizingly close to hers.

Initiating a passionate kiss, he drew her closer until she rested upon his lap. The kiss was a fusion of desire and tenderness, a testament to his eagerness to please her. His hands explored her body, guiding her against his bare skin, the water amplifying every touch and caress. Fingers traced the elegant curve of her spine before descending lower, exploring the smoothness of her hips and thighs. With their bare bodies pressed against each other's, heightening the intimacy of the moment. The sensation of her against him, a symphony of sensation that only heightened his desire for her.

Pulling back slightly, his eyes locked onto hers, dark with want and sincerity. With a confident smile, his forehead pressed against hers, he whispered, "I want you to enjoy every moment, Aika." Ryu's heartbeat quickened, echoing the rhythm of his desire. He leaned in again, finding her lips in another deep, intoxicating kiss. Ryu's lips trailed from her lips down to her neck, each kiss a promise of the pleasures to come. His hands continued their exploration, caressing her back, her hips, and her thighs, drawing her ever closer, fully intent on making the night one that neither of them would ever forget.

Ryu's grin deepened, satisfaction gleaming in his sapphire eyes as Aika's words echoed around them, blending seamlessly with the rippling of the water. He could feel her trembling with anticipation and uncertainty, the way her breath hitched, all of it only fueled his desire to make the night unforgettable for her. Her declaration of being his all night and hoping to please him,laced with innocence and eagerness, stirred something deep within him. "You please me just by being here, Aika," he murmured, his voice a soothing purr mixed with a seductive promise as his hands explored her body, "You are more than enough. Every part of you is perfect, and I'll make sure you enjoy every moment. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." His grip on her hips tightened slightly, a subtle reassurance in the face of her inexperience.

As she adjusted herself to straddle him, her breasts pressing firmly into his chest, he couldn't help but let out a soft moan of appreciation. He could feel the heat of her arousal through the water, her wetness mingling with the warmth of the spring. Hearing her say it was her first kiss caused a wicked grin to form on his face as they began kissing again, he knew that if she had never been kissed before then she was a virgin. His member, already throbbing with desire, pulsed harder as she began to grind against him. He let his lips trail down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin, each kiss deliberate and passionate. His hands roamed her body, mapping out every curve, every inch of her that responded to his touch.

His hands moved to her breasts, his thumbs circling her hardened nipples as he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck. The way she responded, the soft gasps and moans, only spurred him on. He wanted to ensure that her first experience was beyond anything she could have imagined. His lips left a trail of kisses down her neck, moving lower with deliberate slowness, savoring every inch of her skin. As he reached her chest, his mouth closed over one of her nipples, his tongue teasing it while his hand continued to massage the other breast. His lips encircled one nipple, sucking gently before moving to the other, ensuring each received equal attention. He knew he had to be gentle, yet he couldn't deny the hunger that her declaration had ignited. Her grinding against him sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, making it increasingly difficult to hold back, but he wanted to savor this moment.

He relished the way she responded to his touch, her body arching towards him in a silent plea for more. When she expressed her concern about his size, he pulled back, looking into her eyes, his own darkened with lust. He leaned in allowing his lips to brush lightly against her ear as he whispered, "we'll take it slow," he promised, his voice a soothing contrast to the intensity of the moment. "I'll make sure you're ready for me." His lips moving back to hers as his hands moved to her thighs, caressing and massaging, coaxing her legs further apart, then moved to her hips, gripping her gently yet firmly to guide her movements, helping her find a rhythm that would heighten her pleasure. "That's it," he encouraged, his voice a low growl. The friction between them sent shivers down his spine, his own breath growing heavier with each passing moment.

The heat between them was almost unbearable, the water sloshed around them, adding to the sensual atmosphere. He could feel her heart racing against his chest, matching the quickened rhythm of his own. Breaking the passionate kiss, he leaned back slightly, his eyes drinking in the sight of her, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. "You don't have to worry about anything," he assured her, his hand brushing against her cheek. "We'll go at your pace." His lips found hers once more, sealing the promise with a kiss that spoke of the passion and pleasure that awaited them both.

Each shiver and moan from her sent jolts of electricity through him, making his restraint a challenge. He relished the way her body responded to his, her soft gasps and moans music to his ears. As her fingers wrapped around his throbbing length, his breath hitched, a deep, appreciative groan escaping his lips. The warmth of her hand, the gentle yet firm strokes, drove him to the brink of losing control. He clenched his jaw, determined to pace himself, to ensure she felt cherished and desired in every possible way. When she adjusted herself and he felt her wet heat pressing against his shaft, he let out a low, primal growl of pleasure. The friction was exquisite, and he fought to maintain a slow, deliberate pace.

With a commanding touch, he lifted her slightly and positioning himself at her entrance. He paused, looking up at her with a reassuring smile. "I'll be gentle," he promised, his voice a husky whisper. Slowly, he began to guide her down onto him, his grip on her hips firm yet gentle, ensuring she could take him at her own pace. As he felt the warmth of her enveloping him, a deep groan escaped his lips. The sensation was exquisite, and he had to focus to keep his movements slow and controlled, wanting to make this moment as pleasurable for her as possible. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his voice a low rumble.

The initial resistance and her sharp intake of breath as he pushed past her virginity only intensifying his desire as she lowered her forehead to his shoulder. Her nails digging into his back as her tightness enveloped him, and he had to focus intently to keep his movements slow and gentle. As he continued to move within her, his lips found hers again, sealing their shared passion with a kiss as she moaned in pleasure. He rocked his hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm, each thrust measured to bring her pleasure. With each gentle thrust, he could feel her body adjusting to him, the tension slowly leaving her muscles as pleasure began to overtake any lingering pain. Her body gradually relaxed, as she began to move her hips, he felt a surge of satisfaction.

Her whispered pleas and breathy moans drove him wild, and he increased the pace slightly, matching her rhythm with tender care.  "You're mine, Aika," he growled, "tonight, and every night." His pace increasing slightly, each thrust of his hips would become stronger than the last, his grip on her hips tightening pulling her into each thrust. He relished the way her body responded to his, her soft gasps and moans music to his ears. The water around them sloshed, adding to the symphony of their union. His hands moved up from her hips, his fingers tracing the curves of her body as they both moved in perfect rhythm.

One hand remaining on the small of her back to hold her close to him, as the other moved further up to her head. His fingers threaded through her hair, gripping it firmly yet gently to lift her head from his shoulder. He pulled her head back, exposing the smooth expanse of her neck, his gaze hungry as he took in the sight of her flushed skin. Their rhythm maintained as he looked at her with pure primal desire. "You drive me wild, Aika," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive growl. His lips descended on her neck, kissing a trail from her jawline down to her collarbone. Each kiss was deliberate, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a path of fiery kisses.

Every word she uttered, every expression of pleasure she gave, fueled his desire further. Her responsiveness, her willingness to surrender herself so completely to him, was intoxicating. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction in knowing he was the one to bring her such intense pleasure. Her tight warmth enveloped his cock completely, and he relished the sensation of her breasts pressing against his chest. Each thrust felt like heaven, his heart pounded in response to her words, each breathless plea and moan fueling his desire. Each moan and plea from her sent another wave of desire crashing through him, making it a challenge to maintain his composure.

Every reaction from her body, every sound she made, turning him on even more. As she clung to him, her body pressing close, he was acutely aware of every curve, every soft, warm inch of her. He wanted to consume her, to possess her completely in this moment of raw intimacy. Her flushed skin, her trembling form, everything about her drove him to the edge of control. "You feel so amazing, Aika," he murmured, his voice raspy and thick with need. "I want you to feel every inch of me." Her admission of the pain mixed with pleasure made him all the more determined to be gentle yet thorough. He wanted to ensure every moment was as pleasurable as possible for her. "We're perfect together," he murmured in response to her statement of being made for each other, his voice husky with desire.

He could feel her hips moving on their own, taking him deeper, and her words made his heart race. His muscles strained to maintain control as he thrust deeper into her welcoming heat. The way her body moved against his, her breasts bouncing and her hips grinding, was an intoxicating blend of pleasure and passion. The sight of her breasts bouncing with each thrust, the way her body reacted to him, sent waves of pure desire through him. Her words, offering herself to him whenever and wherever he wanted, the way she said she was addicted to him, ignited something primal within him as he increased the pace, each thrust more powerful than the last.

"I'll make you feel good every time," he promised, his voice a husky whisper thick with emotion. "I'm never letting you go." He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent, yet still measured to give her the utmost pleasure, each thrust becoming more deliberate, more powerful. His hand on her back pulled her closer, his other hand still gripping her hair, holding her in place as he drove deeper into her. Her moans and the way she called him "Master" sent a thrill through him. He tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head back to expose more of her neck, and his lips continued their journey, kissing along her sensitive skin, each kiss a declaration of his claim on her.

With each thrust, he could feel the tension building inside him, his body urging him to let go, to surrender to the overwhelming pleasure. He held on, focusing on her, on the way her body moved, on the sounds she made. He couldn't deny her plea to fuck her more as she gasped out her impending climax, he felt a surge of possessiveness and desire. The way she begged for more, made it impossible for him to hold back much longer. His own need surged through him, demanding satisfaction. He increased the pace, thrusting deeper and harder, his movements becoming more urgent as he felt his own release approaching. He wanted to push her over the edge, to feel her orgasm around him, to share that moment of pure ecstasy.

"Are you going to cum for me?" he asked, his eyes darkened with lust. "I want you to show me how much you need me." he groaned, his pace quickening just a bit, his own restraint was slipping, the sensation of her tight, wet heat pushing him closer to his own release. He held back, wanting to experience her pleasure first, to feel her lose herself in the moment. With each thrust, she moaned louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her tight, wet heat pulsed around him, drawing him closer to his own climax. As she neared her climax, he could feel the tension building within her, her body trembling in anticipation, he knew she was close. He held her tight, his lips finding hers again in a searing kiss as he drove them both to the brink.

"Cum for me, Aika," he whispered against her lips, his pace relentless but still filled with care. His thrusts became deeper, more precise, aiming to push her over the edge into bliss. "I want to feel you explode around me." He shifted slightly, angling his thrusts to hit her deepest spots, driving her closer to the edge. He could feel her tightening around him, her body quivering as she neared her climax. With a powerful, deep thrust, he felt her climax, her body clenching around him as she cried out in ecstasy. When he felt her body start to convulse around him, her inner walls tightening, he felt her shatter around him. "That's it, Aika. Let go for me," he encouraged, his voice a low.

His own release was building, the pressure becoming almost unbearable. He held her tightly, riding out her orgasm, his own release not far behind. "I'm going to cum," he groaned, his voice a low, guttural growl. His movements became more erratic, driven by the overwhelming need to join her in ecstasy. With a final, deep thrust, he felt himself release inside her, his own climax hit him with the force of a tidal wave, his body shuddering with release as he held her tightly, their bodies pressed together as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. He groaned deeply, his release mingling with the warmth of their intimate connection.

He kept her locked in their embrace, their breaths mingling as they rode out the waves of their shared ecstasy, their breathing heavy and bodies slick with sweat. As their breathing slowed and their bodies relaxed, he pulled her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead, his hands gently caressing her back, his heart pounding in his chest. "You're mine, Aika," he repeated softly, his voice a mix of possession and reverence. "Now and always." His words were a promise, a declaration of his deepening feelings for her. Running a hand along her cheek, he would lock eyes with her as he continued to hold her. "I'm not done with you yet," he stated as his lips curled into a wicked smile. "Our night is just beginning, and I will take you again once you've had a moment to rest."