LBS Stories: Ryoto/Rio

Crack.

A left, then a right.

A thrust kick followed by a gut punch.

Hikawa Ryoto, genius mechanic of the Hagane, spent his days off at the family dojo.

It wasn't technically leisure, as he still had to uphold his skills as the heir.

But he considered it one of the few things that could really relax him.

Especially because it was just a few days since he announced his engagement to Rio Mei Long, Hagane operator and long time girlfriend.

She'd been caught totally flat-footed by the announcement, afterward she launched him onto her signature glomp attack, knocking him onto the wooden floor.

To say that would be embarrassing would have been a colossal understatement.

Thankfully, his family took this in stride - after all, if someone as skilled as he would be taken down in one glomp by this girl, their children would be able to kick skyscrapers out of the way. These comments further reddened his face, and it was then that his parents decided to mercilessly continue teasing him.

And now, he was in the training are, venting most of his frustration, embarrassment and general bad fortune on the hapless training posts.

It was a bad show, really, for the first couple of routines - he had prided himself on his control that had served him well in his duty as the heir - but after awhile he'd gotten over most of the teasing. His parents, after all, were nice enough to sugarcoat their concern over him announcing his engagement with a little humor.

He grimaced a bit because his parents' sense of humor usually revolved around teasing and flustering him. So this is how Luckfield feels when Lt. Excellen does these numbers on him... he's lucky that's just a colleague and not related to her, he wryly thought.

He was going to finish strong with a 540-degree spinning kick he saw in one of those classic shows featuring guys with rubber suits and beetle masks beating the crap out of monsters when a "Ryoto!" broke his concentration, causing him to crash oddly onto the floor.

"Oh my goodness! Are you all right?" Rio said as she went to her new fiance's aid.

"I... would have... nailed it... if not for you..." he said, getting up. Fortunately, he didn't break or sprain anything. Well, maybe except him currently nursing his bruised ego.

"I'm sorry... anyway, your mom gave me one of these gi's to practice with!" she said as Ryoto sat up.

"Aren't they cute?" she asked, doing a twirl. Ryoto grunted. The kind of karate they specialized in practically called for the sarashi to be worn. Someone forgot about it... but then again, Ryoto thought, they might have left it out intentionally...

His train of thought was broken by the gaps the gi's top left as the girl spun around, giving him a very good view every so often.

"So how about it?" Rio asked. "Want to spar now?"

The girl had done her homework. No way was he able to focus on sparring now with her two best friends playing hide-and-seek with his vision.

"Geez, Rio, you're flopping out in that gi," he said.

Oops.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as she stopped and tried to adjust the gi a bit tighter.

After she was done, she had this bizarre smile on her face. "Oh, but you liked it, didn't you?"

She laughed as Ryoto could only look away, his face taking on a very interesting tone of red.

"I'd like to see you do that kick of yours again so I can see if I can copy-ouch!" Rio said as a thud echoed throughout the training area.

Ryoto wheeled around to see Rio on the ground, rubbing her ankle.

"Ouch..." she said.

"Tsk, leave those moves to the experts," Ryoto said. "Come on, there's cold water in the bath."

"Wait, how would we get there-oh!" Rio said as her fiance scooped her up bridal-style as they made their way towards the bathroom.

***

"Still hurting?" Ryoto asked as he massaged his fiance's ankle. "Hmm, nothing serious, probably just a small sprain or something."

"How'd you know?"

"I had the same injury when I was seven. Tried to imitate my dad's flying kick, and ended up wearing a crutch for a while," he said, eyes twinkling at the memory.

"Oh you, are you trying to get back at me for what I did when you made that announcement of yours?" she asked, pouting.

"No, never really thought about it..." he said, continuing to massage the ankle.

"Say, Ryoto..." Rio began, "now that we're engaged..."

"We've had that conversation before, right?" he asked. "We got ourselves in a bad situation, Sanger and Ratsel came to bail us out, we escaped."

"We might not be so lucky next time..." Rio replied, the last phrase she said so softly he thought no sound came from her mouth.

"What did you say?" Ryoto asked.

"I said, I didn't want to die a virgin," Rio replied.

"Me neither," Ryoto replied matter-of-factly, and started flexing her foot to make sure the circulation was returning.

Except Rio Mei Long's foot had OTHER plans.

"Ryoto~ your parents will be back tomorrow morning~" she said as she slid her game foot closer to him.

"Well, if you rest that ankle it will be all fixed up in a while... uh..." he said, stopping as her foot got to where it wanted and started moving up and down.

He was flustered by the time she was done, and she was sure it worked. After all, she'd paid a visit to Miss Browning, who said that THAT was what she did when she finally got Kyosuke to jump her.

Though Ryoto's color remained a bit red from the stimulation, his voice didn't seem to change. "I don't know about you, but that workout left me dirty... I'm going to bathe before I call it a day."

"You can join me if you like," he said as he made his way to the shower.

Rio stepped as fast as her strained ankle would allow, and put her hands on his shoulders.

"I'd like that... very much," she said.

What Rio also learned from Exce-onee-sama was that the very act of getting your clothing off was as much a deliberate way of stimulating your partner, as much a part of the foreplay as the shower itself. And she applied herself fully to those lessons. Now or never, she thought.

She undid the belt and folded it, putting it on a high shelf where it wouldn't get that dirty; she then slid the gi off his shoulders. When she pulled down his training pants, she was in for a surprise: that was all he wore.

"You don't wear any underwear when training?" she asked.

"Family tradition. Keep your jewels safe," he said as he grasped HER shoulders from behind. "My turn," he added.

Rio's heart could have blasted from her chest by the time her fiance was done. The deliberation he put into the act was approaching OCD, but she didn't mind - the silk component of her gi draped itself around her sensuously as it went into the laundry basket.

She stepped out of her training pants at his urging, revealing that she had also not worn any underwear.

"Uh, your mom also mentioned something about a tradition, I was too out of it to understand," she said. He just smiled.

"Now let's go wash today's worries off," he said, procuring a small stool. "I'll wash your hair."

***

So this is what indulgence means, Rio Mei Long thought as her fiance Hikawa Ryoto started shampooing her hair.

She had to hold back a satisfied sigh as he started massaging her scalp.

"Sure you didn't do this before?" he asked.

"Yeah, and it's really good," she replied.

"There will be a lot more of this once we're official AND wearing the ring," he said. "Your back, now."

He started scrubbing and massaging her back with a rather soft sponge - it felt so relieving, she had to let the sigh out.

"Ahh..." she finally said as he even found those sore spots on her back without even pointing and used his deft fingers to ease the knots in her muscles.

Until he so unceremoniously dumped half a pail of water on her head.

"What was that for?" she said, spitting water.

"Woke you up?" Ryoto asked. "I'll go take my shower, you can go change now."

"I won't do that!" she said. "After you did all that for me, it would be unfair for me to do nothing..."

"All right," Ryoto said as he took a seat in the stool his fiance had occupied barely a minute ago.

She had barely finished with his hair when he felt something soft poke him in the back.

"What...?"

"I'm no good with sponges," she said sultrily.

What followed was several awkward minutes (to him) of Rio using whatever part of her anatomy fit to scrub and soap him down.

He immediately tried not to think of the words "flesh" and "lust", but every poke of her assets sent him back down to earth.

And shortly after he found out that - despite a strained ankle, she could still find novel use for her posterior in cleaning up his legs - he was already reacting to this novel method of cleaning.

It embarrassed him greatly, so he did the best thing he could.

He tried to hide it with his hands, only to get another half a pail of water over the head as a result.

"Now we're even," Rio said, chuckling.

He grabbed the small pail, filled it with water, and splashed her back.

"You're still soapy," he said.

"Yeah, help me rub down, she said as she beckoned him near the shower head... and in one smooth motion she opened the shower as she wrapped an arm around him and nearly shoved her tongue down his throat.

His eyes went wide. Where'd she learn tricks like these? he thought, but all other thought was gone as he started reciprocating, causing their tongues to dance as their arms started to elaborate on their embrace.

She gasped as he squeezed her posterior with both hands.

"Can't this wait... until the bedroom... Ryo?" she asked.

"We're just about turned to prunes here," he said.

They both laughed as they dried each other off and made towards the bedroom in the buff, with no one else to notice and/or care.

***

"You've been shivering for awhile now since we left the bathroom," Ryoto said as he set the extra-large futon down on his bedroom. "It wasn't that cold... is there something up?"

"I... I'm scared..." she said. "Haven't even done it by myself yet... all I do is just dream of you, and when I wake up, I'm wet all over..."

"Relax... you didn't seem scared when you did that... whatever you call it to me, right? Besides, we'll take it slow if it will help." He mumbled something.

"What's that?" she asked.

"I said I was just like you... I often have wet dreams when you're in them... I never really had the chance to do it by myself..."

"What do you do when you feel that way?"

"I think about karate," and with that respose she started laughing out loud.

"I'm glad your apprehension is gone," he said after she settled down.

"Thanks," she said. "That made my day."

"How about if I start touching you?" he asked, sitting close to her after he'd shut the door to the room. They didn't bother with the lights - after all, they'd took a shower already.

She nodded as she put his hand over her breast.

It took a mere short while before they were all over each other once more, tongues intertwining and hands roaming all over each other's bodies. She stiffened as his hand approached the spot between her legs.

"Relax," he whispered as he nibbled on her ear and started lightly brushing his fingers along her nether lips, causing her to whimper with the feeling.

He brushed a small bump, and that all but caused her to let out a squeak as moisture suddenly made his fingers nearly sodden.

"I-I'm sorry," she finally said. "It was so good, I came too quickly..."

"It's all right," he answered. "Want a break? After all, we have all night," he added.

She shook her head as she tried to return the affection, gasping as the focus of his desire lay into view, standing at attention and ready for battle.

"It's..."

"...average."

"I wouldn't know," she said. "Now what do I do?"

"I don't know either..."

"Maybe if we try to put it in me..."

"So soon?"

"I'll go with what you want to do, Ryo," she said.

"That was my line, Rio," he replied.

A few minutes passed with them simply content with kissing and light touching, until Ryoto remembered a little comment Ryusei once said about "using the tongue".

He started moving down, kissing her all over from her mouth downward: neck, breasts, cleavage, bellybutton, until...

"Oh no, I forgot to wash there...!" she said.

"Can I try it?" he asked.

When she saw his so very childlike face (her favorite feature of his, in her opinion), she couldn't say no.

And she was rewarded with a completely different (but altogether very pleasurable) set of sensations as his tongue went up and down, left and right, around and around her nether regions.

Her fluids were drenching her fiance's face, but he was undeterred in his effort. She, on the other hand, was a whimpering inferno of lust, with every movement of his tongue fanning the fires within her.

And when he finally hit the idea to find her sopping hole and shove his tongue through it, that was the final spark that set off a catastrophic explosion of sensations inside his fiance.

Never mind that he couldn't go in that deeply as there was something in the way, but her hips were rolling and bucking, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, and she let out a long "Mmmmmm..." trying to hold back an epic yell of fulfillment.

She collapsed on the futon. "That was incredible," she said.

"That was just the appetizer," Ryo answered.

"You do know what you're doing, right?" she asked.

"I had the best grades in Sex Education back at school... and I'm only now recalling most of it," he said as he kissed her again.

After several more minutes of touching and kissing, he finally slid in place at her moist entrance, preparing for the initial insertion.

"Ready?" he asked.

She was frightened, but they'd gone so far along now, she had what their relationship was like before this moment.

She nodded, and he pushed in slowly.

"How do we get through this?" she asked.

"I can either do it quickly - there will be blood; or stretch it slowly - but it will hurt a lot more over the long run," he said.

"Let's go with the first one," she said. "Just make sure..."

"I know... I'll do that thing with my tongue again."

And as he went back to licking her, she gaped at the thought that she had kissed him with her fluids still on his face and tongue!

The thought alone aided her fiance in increasing her fluid output, heightening the pleasure of his efforts.

Though she wouldn't be sure she'd be completely able to reciprocate what he'd been doing to her.

After awhile, Ryoto finally poised himself for entry. He pushed in just in front of the barrier blocking his way, then nodded to his waiting fiance.

She nodded, and then-

She had to bite down on a pillow, it tore through her so suddenly. She looked down, he was only halfway through.

"The worst of it's over," he said. "Sorry if it hurt."

"It's all right..." she answered. "it still smarts a bit, but not that much now..."

They looked down and saw that the fluids she'd been exuding now had some pink streaks to it.

"So that means we're both..."

"...yeah."

"Is it all right for me to move?"

"Sure, but slowly..."

And move he did, slowly pushing further until he ground his hips against hers.

"I'll start," he said. She nodded.

He began moving his hips in and out of her, each motion causing her to secrete more wetness from the walls that clamped around his throbbing member. While their hips began their dance, their hands and mouths were doing motions of their own.

It took a lot out of him to not end it so soon, and a lot more to make sure she'd end with him at the same time.

But his preparations were in vain, as after several minutes they were both on the precipice of sensual glory...

...when they fell at the same time, lost in a sea of feeling and ecstasy as he emptied himself in her completely.

***

Several hours (and repetitions) later...

"That was your first?" she asked.

He could only nod.

"I can't wait for the next chance we get to do this," she said.

"Yeah... good night, Rio."

"Good night, Ryo."

"Love you."

"I know."

They traded a tender kiss before settling in for the night.

***

It was only when the sun came up that Ryoto realized his mistake: they had slept in his parents' room.

He had to endure another firestorm of teasing at breakfast.

Facing the Einst and Shadow Mirror was easier than this, he decided. But it was worthwhile as he'd have someone to share the teasing with.

He'd have to learn how to handle it as well as his fiance, though!

THE END