Let's Go, Hot Springs!

Aftermath (Omake)
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Mai did not so much as "come to" (really, fainting from an orgasm was a hackneyed plot device for cheap romance scrolls) as much as she finally decided that Jet might very well take advantage of her induced haze of pleasure. With that thought (coupled with a snide '(Oh, like you really care if he does!)' parting shot from her internal debate partner), Mai "woke up" to discover that she was no longer in the hot spring. She was, in fact, still naked, dry, and currently lying on her side, cushioned from the hard ground by what felt like one of the cotton robes spread over a futon, with her own bedroll draped over her.

Also, Jet was lying next to her, his chest against her back, his legs twined with hers, with one arm resting over her hip, and the other tucked under her head like a pillow. From the way she could feel every twitch of his member against her rear, he was most definitely naked as well.

"Good, you're awake," he murmured, nosing her hair and bringing the hand on her hip down to stroke her belly, "My arm was just about to go to sleep, but you looked so peaceful, I thought I could sacrifice that much."

"Psh!" She was apparently still a little woozy, since she could not come up with a better retort.

Jet smirked against the side of her neck, his pelvis grinding ever-so-subtly against her buttocks. "Figured I owed it to you, after making you... you know, faint and all."

"I did not 'faint'!" If she had been in the mood, she would have whipped aside the coverlet and kicked Jet off her futon, but he was awfully warm, and the mountain air was ungodly cold at this hour.

"Whatever you say," Jet agreed, "But if that's the case, I want my arm back." So saying, he slipped his arm out from under her head, hissing as he stretched, working the blood flow back into it. His other hand drifted up to fondle her breast, but Mai had to draw the line somewhere.

"I got a little dizzy from sitting in the hot spring too long before you... did whatever the hell you did," she allowed, dragging his hand away from her breast, "Did you learn that stunt in a brothel?"

"Eh?" Jet stopped pouting for a beat. "Nah, that was something Big Sister Su told me to do," he answered without a hint of shame, "She said to try it if I wanted to 'loosen you up for some fun.'"

"What?!" Mai demanded, rolling onto her forearms so she could glare at him. The motion required that she admit a dreadful blast of cold air under the blanket, and her pique almost did not let her feel it.

Jet's hands went up on protective reflex. "Her words, not mine!" he insisted, eyes wide and sincere, "That's just how she talks, you know? She probably thought she was doing you a favor."

"... Mnph, you're probably right," Mai admitted. Because the cold was becoming a nuisance, she hiked the bedroll back over her shoulder and backed up against Jet's chest, entwining her legs with his so he would pull closer. He did so, pressing flush against her as before, only he was noticeably harder this time. "Not now, Jet," Mai sighed, feeling the tug of sleep at the corners of her mind. "Next time you want to loosen me up for some fun, find a better venue first."

"Aw, come on," Jet pleaded, nibbling at her ear and skimming the pad of his thumb over her nipple before she slapped his hand away, "You won't have to do anything. I'll do all the work. Please?"

"Urg... fine," she grumbled, since the feel of him against her back was a tad distracting for sleep, after all, "But no touching me like... that. You're just going to have to be creative for..."

"How's this for creative?" Jet interrupted, dangling a small glass bottle in front of her heavy-lidded eyes.
The dim starlight did not allow her to read the characters on the label wrapped around it, but when she un-stoppered the bottle, the faint, soothing perfume of tears-of-Qi blossoms tickled her nose. 'I should not be surprised that there were oils like this stashed in the private huts, given what this place must have been.'

"Found it in the hut were I got the futon," he mentioned, sounding for all the world like a little boy expecting a pat on the head and words of praise for a job well done, "So, good enough? Can I?"

'I know I said I was going to give old wives' tales a little more credit, but this is a little ridiculous,' Mai thought, rolling her eyes as she passed the bottle, warmed by their mutual body heat, back to him. "Fine, whatever," she mumbled, "Don't be too hurt if I drift off."

"No problem," Jet replied, sounding just a little too cheerful for Mai to be entirely comfortable. She felt Jet shift and smelt the perfume of blossoms as he poured out the oil; anticipation pulsed between her thighs and she shifted, wondering what could be taking him so long.

His knuckles grazed her buttocks as he applied the oil to himself, the sound of skin chafing oiled skin far more arousing than it ought to be. She started when he pulled her leg back up over hip, slowly so the bedroll would not fall off, his other hand sliding under her ribcage to play with her breasts. "Hm, you're already pretty wet," he noted, slipping his fingers into her and widening her opening to admit the head of his hardened, slick shaft. Mai sucked her breath in, bucking against him to hurry his penetration.

"Ah! Hey, now, I thought you agreed I'd do the work!" Jet huffed into the side of her neck, pulling her leg up higher over his biceps and thrusting into her at a steeper angle.

Mai arched her head back, the hot flood of new sensations overwhelming. "Oh..." she moaned. The bedroll was stifling; she flung it aside and twisted her head back, capturing her startled lips with her, impatiently lapping her tongue against him until he opened his mouth to her, mimicking the rhythm between their joined bodies. His thrusts became deeper, more aggressive, his hand bracing against her upper thigh, opening her wider. He stroked against something, not just her clitoris, and she gasped. "Again!" she demanded, reaching down and slipping two fingers into her opening, pressing against his shaft as she sought the place he had stimulated.

Jet growled at the interference and seated himself fully in her with powerful thrust; the motion pushed her questing fingertips against wall of her entrance, sending a shock of pleasure radiating up her spine so violent, Mai momentarily forgot how to breathe. The constriction of her muscles around his shaft sent Jet over the edge. With a grunt of surprise, he emptied into her, fluid spilling out and soaking the futon under them. Mai did not have a chance to recover; as he withdrew, Jet clasped her hand, thrusting her fingers back into her until she crested and arched against him in the throes of orgasm.

"Thanks for not going to sleep on me," he panted into the side of her neck, massaging her breasts and rubbing his pelvis against her buttocks as her breathing returned to normal. "You're fun when you get bossy."

"Then why do you complain so much about it?" she wanted to know, sliding her leg back over his and rocking her hips.

"Well, that part's also fun," was his answer.

"Hm, if that's the way you feel about it, we're going back to the hot springs right now..."

"What?"

"... and washing this stuff off. Also, you're putting your bedroll down on this futon, because I'm going to sleep."

"... If I don't complain, can we do it again at the hot spring?"

"... Oh, all right."

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- FIN - (sort of... but not really)
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A/N: I honestly tried to make this PWP, but since I'm sort of new to this smut thing, I guess my muse feels compelled to justify it with a smidge of plot(?) I dunno; this was meant to be some side/omake smut, but now I think I'm going to keep it in the fic proper (once I get past the planning/outlining phase. *coughs* ^^;)

I injected some of what I know about onsen (Japanese hot spring) culture into this "chapter," based on my own experiences in Japan (my graduate school was located in a famous onsen resort town in Kyushu), but I also tweaked and manipulated it to fit the story. Jet's reaction to hot springs is very close to mine, the first time I went to a proper onsen in Kumamoto - I lasted all of two minutes in the real hot springs, and had to go scurrying back into the ofuro (tub) because I couldn't take it anymore. ^^; My cousin was laughing her ass off.