"But we already knew you have a special effect on me," brushing her cheek against his and closing her eyes, she fondly commits his every touch to memory.
Thrusting up, quick and effective, "Give me all you've got."
Ecstatic from the satiny, damp friction along her parted slit, "And more," their battle of the hips coaxes a thrilling gush from her nuclear core.
Growling lustfully into her ear, in the blink of an eye her back is pinned to the cool mountain stone as their bodies are rained on by a back flow of the waterfall. A surprised gasp becomes a moaning scream when he delivers his massive package to her little box. Grabbing at his back and upper arms, she undulates in his powerful embrace as an orgasm is snatched from her pit upon the third thrust that drove his cock balls deep inside her.
Feeling the mountain wall resist against his thrusts, her legs begin to flail rather than remain around his waist. Holding one thigh to his hip while propping his forearm on the wall beside her head, as if he has the power to control gravity, he fucks her with all the force of a leveraged fuck though he keeps them floating.
Parting her seas with his paddle, every stroke is encouraged by the cool water pounding his head and spine, washing away his stress. Licking, sucking, and slurping over her lips to kiss her deeper, she wraps her arms around the back of his neck to meet his penetrative grinds.
When their lips part and he leans back to look at her face, he finds her back arched enough for the bear's lofty breasts to get slammed by the downpour of water his body shielded her from; keeping her nipples swollen and ready to be sucked, he grips her titties to force them up so he can mouth-fuck her nipples while driving her into the stone with his hips.
Mizuki's howling moans are muffled by the water's roar around them, though every sound she makes remains music to his ears. As though they're laying in bed, he rolls them along the stone to have his back to the mountain wall.
Supporting her body with his hands and cock, drilling up into her with water trickling down her clit, throwing her head back forces her to hold her breath as her face and titties get blasted with water. Teasing Ryu with the contemplation of covering her face and bazongas in his cum, the plotting fiend devilishly licks his lips.
Flying across the open sky with a view of the plummeting falls dep below, he gracefully lands in the largest pool of the hot springs with the most metal lanterns spread about on dry rocks. Dark waters reflecting the amber light ripples as they sink into the pool.
Sitting nestled in a crook of smooth stone with his hands on her hips, she plants her feet comfortably. Arching his body like a bridge, he fucks up into her, sending warm waters deep inside her to fight for space with his filling meat.
Working her hips to take everything he has, she grabs his hair and pulls it, leading his head back so she can nip and bite along the crook of his neck. Rolling his eyes back into his head, gripping her ass, he bucks, thrusts and rolls while guiding her relentlessly along his invasive tool.
"Give it to me!" she demands, riding him with all the fury of a stolen bicycle.
"If I refuse, and make this moment last forever, we could live out the rest of our days with your desire to die far from your mind."
Ignoring the rising peak of another euphoric burst, she places her hands on top of his under the water and he sits still. Releasing his hands, "Don't try to convince me with pretty lies and comforting hands when we both know you'll grow bored in a place where I'm your only conquest."
Delicately stroking her cheek, he kisses her romantically tender. Passionately kissing him back while memorizing every velvety ridge of Tsukiyomi's pearlescent skin, possessed by Ryu's intoxicating will, tears run down the sides of her face as she keeps her eyes closed.
Parting from the kiss to see him ready to speak, she looks at him blankly. At the risk of destroying the mood, "The combined senses you have are only possible when born into flesh in this realm. It would be a shame for this to be a one-and-done."
Nestling into him, feeling his heartbeat through the venous need over-filling her pussy in hot water, she memorizes every part of his naked body in reach with her own. Relishing in the smooth, pearlescent custard of his skin, tight around hard, defined muscles, "That means I won't be reborn unless I want to be."
Petting her hair, "Your essence will be broken down the longer you float as part of the 'all-around'. Bound as nothing, near to no one, watching others' time pass by via intangible strands until you rejoin an extension of Source-Power residing in whichever realm you're trapped."
Kissing along her eyebrows between words to relax the perplexity wrinkling her forehead, "Only then would you be appointed a form that the ones in control deem fitting. A life with new trials and tribulations, or the very same that defeated you before."
Brushing his nose delicately along hers, "Whether it's a life you get to choose," then looking dreamily into her eyes, "Or one you don't," he plants a firm kiss upon her lips.
"It will always be the better deal over 'wandering spirit' without a purpose," rubbing over her curves as he holds her close to his body, "Without a finish line. Without a rest."
Watching the wheels in her head turn as she processes his knowledge, Tsukiyomi's eyes flood with Ryu's primordial determination, "That is why I will uproot all the archaic processes the gods," he slurs with disdain, "Have been fucking around with, unsuccessfully, since the beginning of my first life and all time before that."
Mizuki moans quietly under Ryu's groping hands until his arms encompass her and his lips can kiss over the vulnerable flesh of her neck. Grinding back into him, marveling at the incredible fit of their naked bodies as they sit locked together by flesh, "Find me after you uproot and rebuild. I'll be ready by then."
Feeling his kisses stop as warm lips rest against her peachy nape where tresses do not interfere, she defends her matter-of-fact stance, "Our time in this era will end on a high, and another will help you usher in the new until it is our time again."
Caressing the velvet covering venous, muscular forearms that cradle her large breasts, "I don't know how to keep up with you, or the changing world you're creating. Our followers will look to me for answers, and I'd just be thinking of the ways I can fuck you to numb the insecurity of my inexperience of ruling."
Sighing heavily, "And the pain of how I don't deserve any of what you've given me."
Giving her a gentle squeeze and kissing from temple to temple, across her forehead, "You deserve it all and more."
Groaning, bumping herself in his lap, reminding her sheath of the legendary sword resting within, "What's the point of living forever if I can't even stand to look at myself in the mirror? Even with whatever title or power you give me. . .I know what I did."
After a long, deep sigh with his eyes closed, Ryu sits up straight to hold her to his chest. Tucking her face into the crook of his neck, his chin rests in her hair. Close to accepting there's no way to change her mind, his final question makes her reflect before it's too late, "There is no regret over time that will be lost?"
Speaking freely in the arms of her lover, "I regret things I've done every day," remorse leaves a bitter taste in her mouth, "For as far back as I can remember."
Feeling the heat from his sigh penetrate her hair and tease her scalp, she refuses to get lost in the pleasure he brings her body when her mind is in crisis, "That's how I know if you don't kill me, I Will find a way to do it myself."
Subconsciously tightening her grip on his biceps, hoping he's the last face she gets to see, "Or die by someone else's hands because I can't regret anything if I'm dead." Confidently driven words commit her to focus on reality, not the dream she's swept into every time their bodies are joined as one.
Though, this has been the most intimate the two have been since she denied him in this place all those years ago; dawning on the woman, there's a difference between sex and intimacy.
His jaw rustles her hair as he talks quietly, "You will learn of all that you missed in glimpses, watching the ways you could have lived through strangers' experiences."
Holding her tighter, rubbing his legs against hers before settling, "Until you find the courage to want for more than drifting. Then act out to obtain it."
Raising her head to face the center of her conflicted, confused and misplaced love, "You're making things up. You didn't kill yourself. You were cast from this realm. And Tsuki was cast into it. You can't scare me into staying in this fucked up shit when the good part of me wants Tsuki to somehow make it home since Sane didn't. . ."
Thinking of the banished god whose possession she sped along in recent moons because it gave her what she wanted, "How could I find shame in voluntarily surrendering to the life that's been trying to kill me since the day I was born? My life has more humiliation, manipulation and servitude than all my good memories combined."
Rocking her tenderly in his arms, missing the swoon dancing on her face, "You strangle the dick of a being that has lived lifetimes in realms that collide into this one. Yet," tipping her chin up with the side of his knuckle, "You deny the wisdom that flows through lips too proud or honest to lie."
Stiffening in his arms, realizing her foolishness, he continues without picking on her childishness, "My body was cast into a realm other than the underworld's domains, as I never found it, but I could always feel it. This essence of Ryu was thrown into the Realm of Shadows, where it learned much. And even more once it bonded to the fallen moon god's flesh."
Lovingly stroking her cheek, "Before I knew how long I had been gone from this world. . ."
Feathery fingertips brush loose strands from her face as Mizuki stares entranced into platinum blue eyes, "I wandered through an infinity of darkness that latched onto me, trying to pull me deeper."
Kissing down her temple, "Trying to consume me," and over the apple of her cheek, "Trying to enter me. Or become me."
Nipping her jaw, his right hand abandons her chest to coax the other side of her jaw to turn to him, "Not because the black knew who I was in life, but by some unusual twist of fate, I was the brightest energy there."
Sliding his hand to cup her cheek, "In that darkness," his hand glides further to cradle the whole side of her face and partially her ear, "My lifeforce created a magnetizing light to the broken and lost."
Raising a concerned eyebrow before lowering it, she watches every detail of his face in anticipation as he plainly confesses more memories of his time in the afterlife as a spirit suspended between life and death.
Tucking her hair behind her ear then caressing the side of her neck with his knuckles, "I refused to stop moving. I broke through everything that tried to hold me down then eventually. . ."
Kissing her face repeatedly in a straight line from her hairline down her nose, "I found the opening of a glowing, blue-white portal that led me to the freshly mortal, moon god."
Before Mizuki has the chance to ask, Ryu chuckles with quiet exasperation, "Sometimes I wonder if even that was part of someone else's greater plan."
Feeling goosebumps rise on her skin when a hot, firm hand curiously explores her collarbone and shoulder, she's reminded of the tightening skin around her hard, sensitive nipples. Biting her bottom lip to refrain from a pleasureful gasp when he outlines the bones of her chest with his digits, "And I've never been one to waste a chance. Naturally. . ."
Strumming gently down her sternum as her breaths cause her breasts to jiggle and one of her nipples to graze his skin, "I will turn their plans into my plan, and enjoy every bit of it while it lasts."
"Then understand," she takes his hands, guiding them to encompass her pillowy bosom, "This is my plan, and I'm counting on you to take care of me in death, as you did in life."
Pressing her lips to his, he accepts his wish and fills her with all of his wrath until the lava flows from his cock and blissful, screaming moans echo around them.