This is an M-story. I started writing a fluff-piece but ended up with this. Ahahaha I'll tone it down, way down, and still write that fluff and post it under She Said No. =D

Irie Naoki rolled his shoulders as he stood from taking off his shoes. He was glad to be home. Food. Shower. Bed. were the three things he really needed and not necessarily in that order. The surgery had gone well but it had been longer and more difficult than they had initially assessed. Thankfully, they had also planned for the complication that came up so it was efficiently and expertly taken care of, costing the team two extra hours in the operating room but overall the surgery was a success. He stepped into the quiet house, noting the lack of the usual motion and commotion. He knew his parents were out, his father-in-law at the Aihara, and Yuki probably out with Konomi. That left his wife which made it strange that it was so quiet. Even alone, she was a whirlwind of energy who was bound to be making some noise whether in sound or movement. He was just about to call out her name when he heard someone humming coming from the bathroom. With a smile, he headed to the closed door and tested the doorknob.

Kotoko hummed as she wrung out her hair. She had had a busy day at work but not as busy as her husband's, who had to stay on at the hospital for a long surgical procedure. She had been waiting for him at their usual meeting place but he had called her from the operating room for her to go ahead since they had to do an extra leg of the procedure which they had hoped against hope was not needed but as Murphy's Law would have it, had ended up being necessary. At his reassurance that he will follow as soon as it was over, she left for home alone. Remembering that everyone else in their family weren't due home for another two or three hours, she quickly dashed out to the market to get ingredients for dinner, prepped said ingredients, then took the time for a nice long soak in the tub. With so many people living in the same household, she didn't often have the luxury of tying up the bath for extended periods of time. She lit a few candles which always relaxed her with their light clean scents, knotted her freshly shampooed hair on top of her head, and stepped toward the tub.

Naoki opened the bathroom door to the tantalizing sight of his wife standing in the tub. At his unexpected entrance, she shrieked and instinctively covered herself with her hands and arms, causing her to lose her footing and land with a splash in the water. Naoki shouted out her name in concern and ran to the tub. Kotoko spluttered and gaped at him before sending a spray of warm water his way. "Naoki-kun!" She gasped. "You scared me!" Naoki squatted down next to her. "Are you hurt?" She shook her head, her hair dark rivers of wet tendrils plastered against her cheeks. "I'm not hurt but don't do that!" She splashed him again, soaking his shirt and most of his pants. Naoki chuckled, only mildly repentant. "I'm sorry, but you looked too good to leave alone." He grinned at her. Kotoko blushed red and sank lower into the water in embarrassment. Naoki stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt. "Wha—what are you doing?" Kotoko all but shrieked. "What does it look like I'm doing?" He turned his back to her, tossing the shirt onto a rack and proceeding to strip.

Kotoko gulped as Naoki showered. The suds ran down his leanly-muscled back, making her throat dry at the sudden unbidden memory from last night when she had desperately clung to said back as he... "Kotoko." She started and Naoki chuckled, motioning for her to move forward. It only took her a second to realize what he wanted and another moment to comply. Wordlessly, Naoki slid in behind her in the tub, water runner over as he sank into the water. His long legs cradled hers and he tugged her back to lean on his chest. With a contented sigh against her temple, he leaned back and closed his eyes. Incredibly shocked by the turn of events, from his surprising her with his arrival and now joining her in the tub, Kotoko hardly knew what to do with herself. In their few weeks of marriage, they had never been naked together in broad daylight, much less outside their bedroom! It was all so very risqué! "Relax." Naoki chided as if sensing her train of thought. Without waiting for a response, he ran his fingers lightly up her thighs and up over her ribs, something which normally would have elicited shrieks of laughter from her but somehow in water, it was strangely arousing.

"Naoki." His name on her lips sent a delicious tingle down his spine, his earlier weariness now the farthest thing on his mind. Her skin was warm and soft under his fingers, he loved touching her. He lifted the fragrant hair from her neck and nipped at the soft skin behind her ear. He placed soft, sucking kisses along her shoulder, making Kotoko press back. Naoki groaned as she unintentionally slid her soft bottom over him. Kotoko reached back, one hand clasping his shoulder and the other burying itself at the nape of his neck. She leaned her head back and kissed what part of his jaw she could reach. "How did it go?" She asked softly. Naoki knew she was asking about the surgery. "What do you think?" He was shamelessly fishing for a compliment now. "Mmmm…" She didn't answer for a long moment as his fingers found her nipples. "Patient's as good as new—" She said then gasped as he gently pinched. "Because—you—" She was unable to continue, her back arching as his fingers quested much lower. "Uh huh. You believe in me that much?" He nipped at her ear. She nodded yes, her hair a waterfall of ebony against his chest. Her breathing changed, soft little panting breaths punctuated by gasps and moans echoing against the tiled walls.

Kotoko's eyes were shut tight, her senses narrowed down to what her husband was doing to her body with his fingers, his lips, his tongue. Granted, what he was doing now was less than what he did in the bedroom given the limited space, but the novel setting was more than making up for it. With his innate knack for obtaining and retaining information, it came as no surprise to her when Naoki was quick to learn how best to pleasure her. She wasn't that far behind him herself. Her years of chasing after him and learning everything she could about him was now channeled toward more gratifying education. She snapped back to lucidity when he spoke instructions into her ear. Kotoko felt herself grow warm all over at what Naoki's words signified. With his hands anchored on her hips Kotoko rose to her knees and turned around to face her husband. Locking eyes with him, she inched closer. With a hand trembling with desire and anticipation, she reached under the water and found him very ready indeed. He groaned as she guided him home and sank slowly down. She let out the breath she wasn't aware she had been holding and gasped when Naoki bent his knees, cradling her bottom more securely against him.

Naoki gritted his teeth as Kotoko moved over him in small gyrations, her pert breasts bouncing with the motions. He sat up straighter and hugged her to him, chest to chest, his heart beating in time with hers. Her arms came around his back and she dropped soft kisses at the base of his neck. She rose up on her knees quickly and sank down fast, earning a mumbled oath from him. "Kami, Kotoko." He groaned. She was good. Her tentative touches having grown bolder, more sure as time passed, no, she was more than good. With his aloof personality and unwillingness to be party to matters as trivial as emotions, he had never spared physical pleasures much thought. He considered it a weakness to be so affected by a moment of gratification. He didn't realize until he experienced it with his wife how beautiful lovemaking could be. It was ecstasy that went beyond the physical. It was joy, excitement, pleasure, breathlessness, pain, and love felt all at once. He felt the familiar tension mount as Kotoko moved faster. He started meeting her with thrusts of his own.

The coil in Kotoko's belly wound tighter and tighter as bigger splashes of water spilled from the tub. Through slitted eyes, she watched her husband's face. She felt the effort in his shoulders and neck, keeping himself from finishing before she did. He reached between them and touched her. Her rhythm faltered and she cried out when his lips closed around her nipple, worrying the sensitive tip. She ground down hard against his hand and cried out again. Naoki released her breast and kissed her then, their tongues tangling deliciously. Her hands threaded through his hair while his planted themselves on her hips. Suddenly without warning he flipped them over, mindful that she didn't bash her head against the tub, and hooked an arm under her knee. Kotoko wrapped her other leg around Naoki's waist, the change in position aligning them even better, Kotoko feeling every inch of Naoki as he slid wetly within her. Naoki mumbled her name against her throat, his teeth grazing her pulse point and Kotoko broke with a scream.

Naoki let himself go when Kotoko flew. He thrust erratically through his climax, his wife's muscles still spasming around him. He panted great gulping breaths as Kotoko's leg slid from around his back. He slid boneless against her, planting a soft kiss on her red lips. "I love you." He said quietly. Kotoko didn't open her eyes but a small smile lifted the corners of her mouth. "Uhmmm," was her less than articulate reply. Looking around, Naoki saw that the water had been reduced to less than half of the tub. He started laughing, the sound finally urging Kotoko to open her eyes. She also saw amusement in the situation and giggled. She leaned up and kissed him. "I love you too."

For those who have never had the experience of enjoying a traditional Japanese bath, you need to know that you clean yourself outside the tub, rinse off, then enter the tub to soak and relax. The tub is shorter but deeper than Western ones. I don't know about the feasibility of this scene I've just described, so I will appreciate if some enterprising reader would let me know some time. ;)