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One cold morning in the middle of winter, Lord Masamune summoned me to his chambers.
When I got there and announced myself, I found Lord Masamune sitting at his desk, alone, pouring over documents and letters.
“Pardon my intrusion, my lord. I have come as you requested.” I say as I sit at his open door, waiting patiently for him to acknowledge me. When he did, it was with a warm smile and a twinkle in his one visible, beautiful eye.
“Come over here before you catch your death at the doorway.” With a summoning wave of his hand, I quickly closed the door and moved closer until I was sharing his warmth at his side. His warmth flowed into my heart when he wrapped his strong arm around me and pulled me even closer.
We stayed like this for a time, basking in the warmth we shared. The first to pull away was Lord Masamune. He turned slightly towards me, resting his elbow on his desk. “You’ve known the merchants Luis and Francisco for some time. Did they ever mention something they call ‘Christmas’?”
I had to think back a way into my memories to the times they came by my family’s restaurant, but I couldn’t recall them mentioning such a thing. I shook my head. “Not that I can recall, why?”
“The retainers have been talking about it, saying it’s a day for lovers. I was… hoping… you might want to go somewhere with…me.”
I could tell my bush matched his own at the prospect of going somewhere with him, alone, as lovers. It made me so happy I could sing! My heart soared at the thought. But it also made me nervous.
Where were we going? Would it be safe for Lord Masamune to be there? Would my being there help keep him safe? So many questions were coming to mind. Lord Masamune must have felt me tense from where my mind had focused, because he lifted his hand to my cheek to focus my eyes on him.
“Kimiko, I’m looking forward to this, to spending time together.”
Was my face on fire? I was positive it was because he rarely said such things and it had been a desire of mine for some time. I smiled at him and nodded. “I am looking forward to it as well, my lord.”
~//~
Two days later, we were heading to one of the Date’s hot springs near Yonezawa.
It had taken much convincing of Lord Kojuro to allow just the two of us to go on this trip. He was very protective of Lord Masamune, and I felt the same way, but I also couldn’t help the excitement I felt at the idea of spending time alone with the man of my heart.
Eventually, and with the help of Lord Shigezane, we were allowed to go with just two soldiers to escort us. Two who, most willingly, stayed a distance away at the request of Lord Masamune. It just so happened that Lord Shigezane had chosen them, knowing how they supported my relationship with Lord Masamune, so we wouldn’t have to worry about them interfering unless necessary.
Once we got to the Onsen, I was in awe. It was beautiful, surrounded in evergreen trees with the mist glinting off of lazily floating snowflakes, behind the inn that watched over it.
After a small meal given to us by the innkeeper, Lord Masamune proposed we warm up by taking a dip in the baths and I couldn’t agree more. I turned my back while he changed into a light-weight robe to wear to the bath. Then, while I was changing, he left to go to the men’s side.
Moments after he left, he returned as I was finishing changing, announcing that the bath meant for men was under maintenance. “Why didn’t the innkeeper say anything?”
Lord Masamune shook his head. “I don’t know. Surely, he would have. It makes me think that this may be a joke of some kind, put on by the two soldiers Shigezane sent with us.”
“Then you should go first, Lord Masamune. I can wait here until you’re done.”
Lord Masamune looked at me and I could see his cheeks pinking endearingly as he rocked from foot to foot. “Or we could… go together.”
“Together?” He nodded and I flushed right along with him. ”O…ok.”
This earned me a smile and he reached out to take one of my hands in his, playing with my fingers as he usually did.
All the way to the pools, I had to psych myself up to this, which was ridiculous, I realized. We had been intimate with each other on more than one occasion, why was sharing a pool at an Onsen so embarrassing? Because we usually saw each other without our clothing in the dark? This would be one of the first times I’ve seen him in the light like this.
He released my hand at the edge of the spring and proceeded to drop his robe and step, bare as the day he was born, into the steaming pool. I felt slightly lightheaded at the sight of his muscled back and taught bottom as he stepped into the water, the steam from the springs moving around him as if to worship him, adding an enticing shine to his skin. I fanned my face to cool it down in order to avoid passing out. He really was a fine-looking man and I felt so lucky that he was in my life.
Lord Masamune turned to face me, offering his hand to help me into the water. I accepted it but kept my robes on as I entered the water.
On the far side of the spring, he sat on a rock, bringing the water level mid-chest level and he pulled me closer to sit me on his lap. I went, somewhat willingly, and felt even warmer thanks to the combination of the water and the heat radiating off of him.
I leaned into his chest when he wrapped his arms around me and I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so content, releasing a huff of breath against his neck. I pulled back when I felt him shiver. “Lord Masamune, are you alright?”
He replied with a nod and a clearing of his throat, pulling me close again. This time, I felt something hard prodding the side of my thigh and realized he was really enjoying our position. My body responded in kind and I had to swallow a lump in my throat. I looked up at him and placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heart racing.
Lord Masamune felt me looking up at him and turned to face me. I followed a drop of water move down his forehead, down the side of his nose, to catch on his lower lip. Something inside me made me lean up to catch it with my tongue and Masamune gasped.
My eyes went wide with realization of what I did. “I…I…” I stammered, but before I could form actual words, Lord Masamune was leaning in, dragging his tongue along my bottom lip then taking it in his mouth, tugging on it, then kissing me passionately.
Once the shock passed, I was returning it, with just as much strength.
I must have lost myself to his kisses, as they moved to my jaw, my neck, my collarbone, because the next thing I know, my robe is discarded and I am straddling his hips there in the water, feeling his manhood throbbing between my thighs.
“Can I?” Lord Masamune whispered.
I nodded and it would be one Christmas I would never forget.