The warm water barely stirred as Amaterasu settled deeper into Damon's lap. The towel slipped off one shoulder, damp skin gleaming in the dim light, and steam plastered strands of black hair to her cheeks. Her forehead stayed pressed to his, their breaths weaving together in the scant air left between their mouths.
Damon's hand slid up from her waist, fingers tracing the line of her spine, and buried itself in her wet hair. He tilted her head back — just enough — and kissed her.
It started as a brush of lips, light, almost asking. At the first soft touches Amaterasu opened her mouth against his and let out a broken sigh. His tongue slid against hers, tasting her heat, the mineral salt of the onsen water clinging to her skin, and she made a small sound into his mouth — a hum that melted into a soft moan. She tightened her arms around his neck, pulling him flush against her, and the towel between them hung loose now, its knot long since undone by heat and water.
Damon kissed her until she had no air left, her fingers twisted in his red hair, her hips rolling against his lap on their own. He drew back just far enough to look at her: half-lidded golden eyes, lips swollen and pink, a flush climbing her cheeks.
He still couldn't quite believe this woman was really his. "You're the most beautiful thing I've seen in my entire existence," he said — not flattery. Simple truth.
Amaterasu's lips curved into a small, almost shy smile, and she hid her face in the hollow of his neck. No matter how many times he praised her like that, she never got tired of it. What they had ran so deep she couldn't imagine ever growing used to him.
At her shyness Damon let out a low, warm laugh, and his mouth found the spot beneath her ear. He bit down gently. Her breath caught, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Hmmm..."
He tilted his head and bit her neck — right where he knew the goosebumps would break across her skin. She arched her back, a moan tearing loose from her throat. "Ahh... Damon..."
At the short, breathy sounds she made, Damon kissed his way down her neck, tongue tracing the warmth of her skin, and she threw her head back, giving him room, panting in sharp little gasps.
He pressed slow kisses along her collarbone, nipping softly at her shoulder, his tongue following the trail of water running down her skin. His hands climbed her ribs at their own pace until they found her breasts — full, heavy — and cupped them, thumbs sweeping over nipples already hardened. He knew the exact weight of each one, knew how her body answered every kind of touch.
Damon lowered his head and took a nipple between his lips. Amaterasu let out a moan she couldn't hold back, her fingers sinking into his hair.
He sucked with hunger, savoring her skin while his other hand worked her other breast — pinching lightly, rubbing slow circles — until she was writhing on his lap.
"Just like that... don't stop... they're all yours..." the goddess moaned, rubbing her breasts against his face and burying her nose in his hair, breathing in the scent that drove her out of her mind.
His hand slid down her stomach, under the water, between her thighs. She was already soaked — slick, hot, ready — and her hips rolled against his fingers the instant he touched her. He circled her clit with his thumb, slow and deliberate, the rhythm he knew would undo her, and her breath snagged. "Ahh... ahh..."
"Look at you," he murmured against her chest. "Already dripping for me."
"Shut up," she panted — and spread her legs wider for him anyway.
Two fingers slid inside her, crooking against that spot that made her see stars, and her head fell back with a raw moan clawing out of her throat. Damon fucked her with his fingers — slow, deep, his thumb working her clit in tight circles — and the wet sound of him thrusting in and out filled the air. Schlick... schlick... schlick...
Her breathing built into a continuous pant, and he lifted his eyes to meet hers, golden and gone hazy. She leaned into him halfway, forehead against his, mouth searching for his, licking at his lips in a dirty, desperate, breathless kiss while his fingers kept moving inside her. "Please — I need it... please..."
He crooked his fingers against that spot again, and again, until her whole body started trembling. "Come for me, Ama. Give it to me."
The instant the words left him, she obeyed. "AHH! I'M COMING! I'M COMING!" — the goddess cried out, loud and shameless, back arching as her walls clenched around his fingers. Hot slick ran down his hand in waves while he kept fucking her through it, drawing the orgasm out until she was sobbing his name.
But Damon didn't give her a rest. He lifted her like she weighed nothing and sat her on the stone edge of the onsen. Amaterasu spread her legs as wide as she could by pure instinct, before he'd even knelt. Her hands shook as she tried to push his head down to her cunt — but he wouldn't move his head for anything.
"Baby, come on... p-please don't make me wait..." the goddess begged.
Damon simply took his time, ignoring her pleas. He started at the inside of her thigh, kissing, nibbling the soft skin, teeth barely scraping.
A shiver ran through her whole body. She squirmed, hands reaching for his hair. Then, without warning, Damon dragged his tongue up her entire slit — bottom to top, slowly, tasting all of her — and Amaterasu nearly came on the spot, head thrown back, thighs trembling, about to lock around his head. "Yahh... yes..."
Seeing her twist and squirm, Damon kept her legs spread wide with both hands and lifted his head away from her cunt. Amaterasu moaned in frustration, the sound escaping before she could stop it. "N-no... don't stop... please, I want it..." She looked at him pleading, tried to shove him back down with trembling hands. He didn't budge.
Then Damon blew cold air — straight onto her soaked cunt, onto her swollen clit — and the goddess's mouth watered, a thread of drool slipping from the corner of her lips while an unbearable ache burned between her legs. The contrast of cold against that fevered skin was driving her insane. "Please..."
And without another word, Damon buried his hot mouth back into her cunt, sucking from the bottom up to her clit, chasing the cold away, and Amaterasu felt herself leave the ground in that instant. An orgasm slammed into her all at once, toes curling hard, a crazed, blissed-out smile crossing her face. "AHH! YES! YES! YES! So fucking good..." Her hips worked against his mouth like they had a mind of their own, her hands clawing at his hair.
Damon held her in place, arms wrapped around her thighs, and kept eating her without mercy. His tongue plunged into her hot cunt, licking her walls from the inside while he drank her down, and the wet sound of his mouth working her filled the room — an obscene slurp that went straight between her legs. The rhythm was so relentless he wouldn't let her come down: the orgasm shook her in waves so long she lost count of where one ended and the next began. Her head fell back, mouth hanging open, golden eyes rolling up seeing nothing, and drool ran from the corner of her mouth down her cheek. A broken, helpless sob slipped out of her throat, and her thighs spasmed beyond her control.
"I can't... I can't anymore..." The words shattered before they formed, her head full of static and heat. I'm going to fall apart... everything's going to spill out of me... And still, when Damon's tongue buried itself in her again, all she could do was push her hips into his mouth, spread her legs wider, and let herself be eaten like nothing else in the world existed.
A few seconds more, and Damon lifted his face at last. He looked at her: the goddess collapsed on the stone edge, eyes glassy, chest heaving, thighs still trembling. He ran his tongue across his lips, tasting her, with a smile he didn't bother to hide.
He kissed his way back up her body — her stomach, between her breasts, her throat — until he reached her mouth. Amaterasu moaned into the kiss, weak and satisfied, and tasted herself on his tongue, the salt of her own body. "Good?" the god asked against her lips, and all she could do was nod, trembling.
Damon took her by the hips and settled her on the ground, laid out at the water's edge. The steam still curled up around them; he leaned over her and let go of her legs, which wrapped around his waist on their own — weak, useless, but the only thing the goddess wanted was for her man to never pull away from her.
He set the tip of his cock at her entrance and stopped, barely pressing. He pushed in an inch — just enough to open her — and pulled back out. Again, and again, each time a little deeper before withdrawing, a slow, cruel rhythm that left her cunt empty and burning.
Amaterasu, desperate now, dug her heels into his back and pushed her hips up, chasing that tip that kept denying her, and a hoarse whine climbed out of her throat. He's killing me... The thought shattered when she felt him lapping up the juices leaking out of her.
"Please, my love... don't tease me anymore..." The tenderness surfaced in her voice as she stroked his red hair, hips rolling against him, searching, asking with her body for what her mouth could no longer form.
Damon just gave her a small smile. "Whatever my goddess commands." And he buried himself to the hilt in one stroke — a single thrust that bent her back against the stone.
Her golden eyes rolled back, coming on the spot. "hahshsd ahhh YES!" — the scream broke in her throat as a hot gush burst from between her legs, soaking both their stomachs and the stone beneath them. Her feet locked together against his back, driving him deeper, and her cunt squeezed his cock, gripping like it never wanted to let him go.
Damon gave her no time to breathe — pulled out to the tip, sank back in whole. "Ohhh fuck — destroy me, my love," Amaterasu moaned, her eyes unfocusing at the brutal depth.
He hammered her without mercy, every thrust bouncing her body against the stone, her juices splashing between them while the wet, brutal slap of their bodies filled the room.
Her voice broke before it could form, drool running from the corner of her mouth, and all that came out were drunk, broken moans: "Ah... ah... A-ahh!..." his name cracked in half with every stroke — "Da... mon!" — her nails raking down his back. "I — want more," the goddess begged, watching his thick veiny cock slide out of her.
Damon heard the plea and unwound her legs from the lock. He took her by the ankles and spread her until her knees pressed against her own breasts. He dropped his full weight onto her: his cock sank to the root at that new angle, a deep strike that hit her womb and stole her breath. Amaterasu tried to scream — only a strangled gasp came out, her tongue slipping between her lips and hanging to one side. "AAH! AHHH! AHHH, RIGHT THERE, baby!" — and he didn't ease up: short, deep, brutal strokes, each one pulling a different babble from her, juices streaming down her thighs and splattering the stone. "AH yahhh ahhh... this is so good..." — it came out with her mouth open in a dazed, blissful smile, hands searching blindly for something to hold, and he kept pounding her without mercy until even his name was wiped clean from her mind.
"Look at me, Ama." His voice came to her hoarse from up close, and the goddess tried to obey: her eyelids were heavy, her golden eyes hunting for his face and losing it with every thrust, the whites flashing in waves. "I-I can't... darling... ahh... s-slower..." — the words fell apart before they finished.
Damon wasn't having any of it. He gripped her chin between two fingers, forced her to hold his gaze, and hammered her faster.
At the brutal pace her body convulsed — back arching clean off the stone, toes curling, another orgasm detonating from her belly and making her see stars. "Cumming —" head thrown back.
Damon fucked her through it at the same rhythm, not letting her come down an inch, and when she was sure she was going to black out, he let out a low growl, dropped his face, and caught her loose tongue between his lips, sucking it into his mouth in a dirty, desperate kiss.
Her screams turned into a choked moan against his mouth — "hmmm... yhmmmm..." — her arms tightening around his neck.
A couple more thrusts, a low growl, and Damon finally came with her, filling her, still moving slow through her orgasm until they were both completely breathless.
Gently he gathered her up and sat back in the water with her on his lap, still inside her. He pushed the wet hair off her face and kissed her cheek, her mouth. Amaterasu lay soft against him, eyes closed, a tired smile on her lips, arms around his neck, her body still shuddering every now and then.
"I love you," Damon said, "You have no idea how much I love you, Ama."
Slowly — more drained than she'd ever been — Amaterasu opened her eyes and looked at her man, her fingers climbing the back of his neck and tangling in his red hair. When she spoke, her voice came out rough and spent: "I love you too, Darling." She tightened her arms around his neck. "Don't let me go."
"I'm not going anywhere." Damon ran his hand down her back, feeling the last small spasm pass beneath her skin, and kissed her temple. He could still feel her clenching around him every so often. He let out a long breath and stayed there with her in his arms, the goddess's breathing slowing against his neck. Neither of them made any move to get up.
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