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It had been a while since Maomao had left the palace for a personal matter. It had also been a while since she and Jinshi had made their secret relationship official. They managed to be subtle with small kisses, heated make out sessions, and spooning each other closer when they sleep. But they had yet to take the next step in their secret affair.
Maomao had been awaiting the moment that she and Jinshi finally shared intimacy on the physical level in the bedroom, but Jinshi had always stopped her from doing it. He had his reasons after all. Who could blame him? He loved Maomao more than anything and he wanted to protect her from a court scandal. Jinshi also wanted to prevent taking that next step since he wanted to prevent possibly getting Maomao pregnant until he himself secured his position and was in the clear.
Luckily Jinshi had managed to get out of the palace for the night and had decided to take Maomao along with him. He had arranged a private carriage to take the two of them to the location he had in mind. Together Jinshi and Maomao sat in the carriage close with their hands intertwined and exchanging looks and light intimate touches in comfortable silence.
Until
"Master Jinshi," Maomao said softly. "Mind telling me where we're going?"
Jinshi looked at her with a spark of mischief and passion in his amethyst eyes. "Curious this night are we, Apothecary?" he teased as he cradled Maomao's cheek and pulled her close enough for their foreheads to touch. "Don't worry, we're almost there."
Maomao smiled deviously at his words. "Very well, I hope it's worth the wait." she replied punctuating her sentence with a soft, lingering kiss to Jinshi's lips
Before their kiss could escalate any further than that, the carriage came to a stop.
"We're here, Maomao" Jinshi whispered softly
The carriage door opened. Jinshi stepped out first, then turned and offered his hand. Maomao gazed at Jinshi's palm showcasing his delicate skin that was glowing in the moonlight and took it without hesitation, letting him help her down.
They stared at each other for a moment with the same look of passion in their eyes. Jinshi broke the silence by chucking softly and planting a small peck to Maomao's forehead.
"This way," he said.
Maomao nodded eagerly and began walking letting Jinshi lead the way through the forest. As Maomao followed Jinshi's lead with her hand in his, her eyes began to wander around the environment she was in silently adoring the plants, herbs, flowers, and fungi she could see in the bright moonlight.
"Taking me through this forest where the moonlight shines on all of the plants around us," she said. "Was this a part of your scheme, Master Jinshi?"
Jinshi smiled to himself still with his hand intertwined with Maomao's. "Well I know how much these kinds of things appeal to you Apothecary,"
"You're right about that. I wonder what kinds of medicines I can concoct with all of these different specimens. The possibilities could be endless, it is truly an exciting thought."
The further they walked, the more the trees began to thin. And the more the trees began to thin, Jinshi stopped walking just short of the last of the trees and turned to face Maomao.
"Maomao," he said. "We have arrived."
Maomao closed her eyes and sniffed softly. In the air she felt heat, humidity, and the smell of sulfur.
"You decided to bring me to a hot spring, Master Jinshi? I never would have expected you to take me somewhere so romantic." she chuckled
"Maomao you wound me," Jinshi teased. "You think I just simply brought you here to seduce you? I just thought you would appreciate the minerals and the plants that were surrounding us."
"How thoughtful of you," Maomao teased back. "I'll enter the hot spring first to undress while you can undress here. That is if you would prefer to only be in our undergarments."
Jinshi nodded at Maomao's suggestion. "I think being in our undergarments would be better for us as of right now given our current situation."
Maomao smiled with understanding. "I get it Master Jinshi," she said. She slowly let go of his hand and walked ahead. "I'll see you in there." And like a flash of light, the steam consumed Maomao's figure almost like it had made her vanish from Jinshi's sight.
Maomao stuck her first toe into the spring to test the water's temperature and contents. The garments she was wearing before were off and folded neatly beside a bush. Maomao was stripped down to only her undergarments, a fabric covering her chest, and a fabric covering the lower half of her anatomy. All of her hair was tied up to avoid getting wet and used the hairpin Jinshi had given her back when she attended her first garden party as one of Lady Gyokuyou's ladies in waiting.
Once the temperature of the water was to her liking, Maomao stepped inside the hot spring slowly one limb at a time. The heat began surrounding her body and senses. It was not a burning, overwhelming feeling. Instead it was calming, relaxing, and loosening—like it was preparing her for something, something she had no idea of knowing about.
Maomao's ears perked up at the soft sound of leaves and bushes rustling. "You can just place your garments next to where I have folded mine Master Jinshi," she said.
Back to where the trees and other plants resided outside of the steam, Jinshi was slowly removing his clothes one garment at a time until he was finally stripped down to his undergarment covering the bottom half of his own anatomy—right where the one crucial piece of evidence that shows he was never a eunuch was located.
Jinshi had tied his long violet hair up with precision letting his bangs continue to frame his face. As he turned around to fold his garments and stacked them neatly into his arms, he heard Maomao's voice in the distance
"You can just place your garments next to where I have folded mine Master Jinshi"
He silently laughed to himself, after all, Maomao's predictions were always correct no matter what she was hypothesizing. Not only was she an apothecary, she was truly an extraordinary woman. The only one the moon prince that is Jinshi had gained interest and feelings for.
As the steam surrounding the environment and Maomao's figure slowly died down, she could see a silhouette of Jinshi's tall figure coming out from the trees and shrubbery. As the moonlight shined down upon the trees, Maomao could see him. Jinshi walked out of the trees making his way to the smell of minerals and the feelings of steam and humidity.
Maomao began walking in the spring toward where Jinshi was standing and showed him her delicate hands. Jinshi looked down at her gesture and smiled passionately extending him arms out intertwining his hands with Maomao's as she slowly led him inside of the humid, steamy hot spring.
Slow and steady, one limb at a time. The water continued to rise the further Maomao led Jinshi's body into the water with her, their hands intertwined and gazes never leaving each other. When it was time for Jinshi's pelvis to be consumed by the waters of the hot spring, Maomao's gaze dropped to that exact location on Jinshi's body focusing on it like it would be an extremely important specimen to study.
They had never seen each other naked. However, Maomao had a good impression about what the lower half of his anatomy had looked like. The day she found out that Jinshi was not a eunuch, the day she discovered his frog. She never looked at it, however after a frog had jumped on her head causing her and Jinshi to fall, the way they were positioned caused an awkward encounter between them.
One of Maomao's hands was placed exactly on Jinshi's cock thinking she had accidentally crushed the frog that jumped on her head causing the fall. Her hand wandered around it changing the grip slowly realizing what she was groping was too big to be a small frog, and Jinshi's expression and request for her to move her hand away had said it all.
"Maomao," Jinshi said softly once he was fully in the hot spring beside Maomao, deeply gazing into her crystal blue eyes. "You're staring."
Maomao closed her eyes and smiled. "Am I, Master Jinshi?"
Jinshi sucked in a breath, a chill going down his spine and a small twitch coming from his lower half. He inhaled deep, then let it out. Jinshi took his hand and cradled Maomao's chin turning it towards him pulling it in close so he could look Maomao in the eyes, and so she could not look at anything else.
"Something is on your mind isn't it?" he asked. "Why don't you tell me what it is."
Maomao didn't utter a word at first, instead she spoke with her eyes making sure Jinshi would get some sort of a message from it. Maomao's eyes traveled slowly from Jinshi's goddess-like face to his bare muscular chest, going down lower and lower until she reached the part of Jinshi's body that the steaming water had cut off from sight, then slowly her eyes traveled back up to Jinshi's face.
"Well I was just wondering about something," she finally said.
As Maomao said this, she slowly lifted her hands from the water and placed them onto Jinshi's chest. As the small droplets of water ran down her hands, one of Maomao's hands moved. To be more specific, her pointer finger began slowly gliding down Jinshi's upper frame until stopping slightly at his stomach.
Jinshi felt another twitch coming from the lower half of his anatomy as he felt Maomao's wet fingernail going down his top half. His cheeks lightly flushed, and his eyes darkened with passion giving off the same lustful pheromones as Maomao.
"About what?" Jinshi asked, his voice dropping quieter and lower by about a whole octave.
Maomao's gaze changed a shade darker and smiled deviously.
"Your frog," she teased, punctuating her statement with a kiss pressed onto Jinshi's lips. It wasn't a quick kiss, it was a lingering gesture meant to last and meant to send a tease. Maomao's remaining hand that stayed on Jinshi's chest went up to wrap around his back in order to
"Is it still decently sized?"
Jinshi sucked in a breath, he couldn't answer. Exactly the reaction that Maomao was hoping for. It was quiet now, the only sound that could be heard between them was the steam of the hot spring.
Maomao remembered the first time she discovered Jinshi's frog. She wanted to deny what she was touching and wanted to forget about what she had found out because if she knew fully, she would have to take this secret about Jinshi all the way to her grave.
However now that she had accepted Jinshi's feelings, Maomao suddenly started craving more of him. In fact, the day they had made their secret relationship official, Maomao had actually prepared to sleep with Jinshi and consummate their relationship. And as much as he wanted it too, Jinshi had stopped Maomao from proceeding since it was the only way to protect her and prevent a court scandal or any other crisis that could happen if Maomao had accidentally gotten pregnant.
They were not going to have sex anytime soon, Maomao knew that for a fact. However, it couldn't hurt to be curious and touch a little. Right? She always knew how to provoke Jinshi, she always knew what things to say to make the frog return every once in a while.
Nobody was around, just the two of them. They don't have to consummate, however kisses and touching don't have to be completely off the table. Maomao thought the two of them deserved this, and as always thought Jinshi could use a good provoking to get him in the mood. Just a little further and then Maomao will have him right where she wants him.
The hand where Maomao's finger was gently grazing Jinshi's stomach area slowly began to move again. It began to move lower. Just when Maomao's hand was about to be taken under the steamy water to enter Jinshi's lower half, it was stopped in its tracks. Jinshi took Maomao by her wrist and pulled her way closer than she had been before. Her wrist was pulled out of the water and onto Jinshi's shoulder while Jinshi's other hand took Maomao's left leg and wrapped it around his hip.
Jinshi opened his mouth to answer, and his voice dropped painfully low.
"Care to find out?"
Maomao's breath caught, and then exhaled heavily thanks to the smell of steam and minerals invading her nose. "Master Jinshi,"
"You and I both know that we cannot do this," Jinshi explained. "So why are you trying so hard to provoke me right now, Maomao?"
Maomao closed her eyes and smiled, her hand going up the left side of Jinshi's face and pulling his bangs back to reveal the scar he was given when he and the Royal Guard set out to rescue Maomao when she was kidnapped by Suire and Shisui—or rather Concubine Loulan. Maomao loved the scar he was given. In her eyes, one little scar did good for Jinshi's face, she even told him it made his face more masculine looking.
"Yes I am aware that we cannot consummate our relationship under any circumstance," Maomao replied. "However, there's no problem with us kissing and touching each other's bodies right?"
There was a brief moment of silence. All Jinshi and Maomao could do was gaze into each other's eyes, their irises slowly darkening with lust after each passing second.
"Maomao," Jinshi exhaled. "If you do touch me, I don't think I'll be able to control myself. However, it should be fair if reciprocation is made. It shouldn't just be you touching,"
Maomao's eyes widened at Jinshi's declaration. Looks like she was not the only one that had intimate thoughts running through her brain. Maomao always held her chastity close to her heart, being raised in the Pleasure District—specifically the Verdigris house—she knew an awful lot about the art of intercourse thanks to her big sisters. She had never wanted to become a princess of the Verdigris, she much preferred the life of the apothecary. However now, now she finally found someone she would be okay with performing the art of intercourse with. And besides, it's only touching so her chastity would still remain.
"Very well," Maomao replied. "Reciprocation is a fair action. So if you wish to touch me Master Jinshi, you may."
Jinshi stared at Maomao for a moment, Maomao did the same. The hand that Jinshi had resting on Maomao's thigh holding it in place tightened slightly. Their gazes darkened, their faces flushed, they smiled at each other passionately and slowly crashed their lips together.
The kiss wasn't filthy or rushed, it was slow paced and passionate. They didn't need to devour each other, they just need to be together alone and enjoy each other's closeness.
As Maomao's lips stayed glued to Jinshi's, her hand slowly went back under the hot steamy water and cupped Jinshi through his undergarments, her fingers and palm slowly moving all over the hard bulge created there. Jinshi's breath hitched, and Maomao laughed in between the kiss that Jinshi had just broken.
"Impressive," Maomao murmured. "It feels like your frog has become a little more than decently sized. However, I think your undergarments make it hard to tell if that statement is correct. So if I may,"
Maomao's hand blindly slipped through the undergarment to fully cup Jinshi's bulge, skin and all. Jinshi felt a cold chill going down his body and causing his frog to twitch.
"Maomao!" he gasped, his head slightly falling back.
Maomao smirked passionately at his reaction. "Looks like my hypothesis was correct, the frog has gotten bigger since the last time I touched."
Jinshi let out a strained laugh and cradled Maomao's chin gently tilting it back. With how hot their bodies were getting, it made the hot spring consuming them feel even hooter than it did, and in the moment they wouldn't have it any other way.
Both of Jinshi's hands made it to Maomao's cheek bones, his gaze full of passion as he looked at Maomao with awe in his sparkling eyes. "Maomao, may I?" Maomao's hand that was under the water continued to grope and move around Jinshi's frog while her free hand began to cradle Jinshi's cheek.
"I was wondering when you were going to finally make your move," Maomao teased. "Do whatever you please, Master Jinshi."
Jinshi had been trying to keep his composure, but the same thought running through Maomao's head was running through his. There was nothing wrong with touching. Besides, they both wanted it. So there was no harm done.
Jinshi's hands slowly ran down Maomao's face and traced their way down the curves of her chest. Although Maomao was flat chested, Jinshi thought every part of her was perfect. His fingers kept gently moving up and down the fabric of Maomao's top until slowly going under the fabric and gently cupping her breasts.
Maomao laughed softly. Despite being in the hot spring with him, Jinshi's hands were cold, and the feeling of them cupping her breasts sent a chill down her spine. A chill that raised her adrenaline up, and found her wanting more.
"Master Jinshi," she exhaled. "You certainly have good hands, I am certain that you will be able to provide good use with them."
Jinshi smirked passionately, his thumbs slowly touching Maomao's nipples and circling them while his other fingers began kneading her breasts at a slow pace. Maomao started to let out a gasp but held it in. "Don't hide, Maomao," Jinshi whispered. "It's okay."
Jinshi kept playing with Maomao's breasts while Maomao's hand stopped moving on his frog. Eventually Jinshi's hands slowly came out from the fabric of Maomao's top and began slowly going down Maomao's frame gently tracing the small curves of her waist. Until finally, his hands made it under the water gently tracing the fabric of her undergarment. Jinshi looked to Maomao's eyes for consent. When Maomao looked at him, her expression could not have been more clear.
Jinshi's fingers carefully slipped past under the fabric of Maomao's undergarment. His index finger made it to the skin that the undergarment was hiding. Slowly going in between her labia and letting the tip of his finger graze around her clit. He felt Maomao jolt at the sudden intrusion, but he knew that she wasn't uncomfortable with what he was doing.
Eventually, Jinshi let his finger go underneath Maomao's clit toward her opening where he could tell that it wasn't just the water from the hot spring that made it wet and slick. Something else made Maomao's tight heat especially wet and slick. Jinshi hesitated for a moment, but slowly and steadily began to push his finger inside of Maomao tight and slick, slowly moving around her walls that were beginning to clench Jinshi's finger at the moment of entry.
Maomao gasped at the feeling, her head falling backward and her hand under the water gripping Jinshi's frog for dear life causing Jinshi to reciprocate the same feeling of pleasure and ecstasy. "M-Master Jinshi, I—I" Maomao was stammering, her body radiating an insane amount of heat and pheromones of lust into the air.
"Maomao," Jinshi gasped in return, reciprocating the insane level of pleasure. "Come here, come to me quick." Maomao shut her eyes tight and collapsed herself into Jinshi's shoulder nuzzling her head close inhaling his scents of sweat and incense. Jinshi's head turned to the corner of Maomao's neck placing gentle kisses onto it as the two of them mercilessly proceeded to pleasure each other—Maomao now stroking Jinshi's frog, and Jinshi now fingering Maomao's wet heat with his index finger and using his middle finger to glide up and down her clit.
Maomao's brain was slowly getting lost in the heat, but it wasn't gone completely. "You know," she managed to gasp. "Human saliva—is—poisonous," Jinshi removed his lips from Maomao's neck sucking in a breath through his teeth as Maomao picked up the pace on stroking his frog.
"We've—already established this. Light poisons like that have no effect on you—" Jinshi managed to say that all in one gasp before sinking his teeth into the flesh now biting Maomao's neck.
Maomao let out a whimper, the initial shock from Jinshi's bite sent a jolt to Maomao's hand cupping the frog and tightened the grip around it harder than it was as her stroke grew rougher thanks to the change of grip. Thanks to the change of grip and pace, Jinshi's index finger fell a knuckle deeper inside of Maomao's slick walls curling at a fast pace while his middle finger and thumb took Maomao's clit pressing it in between them and began gently kneading it at a moderate pace.
Maomao was shaking as she tried for dear life to sit her head back up to look Jinshi in his eyes. With her one remaining hand, she used it to cradle Jinshi's cheek as she gazed deep into his eyes. Jinshi saw the way she looked at him and with his remaining hand wrapped it around Maomao's back and pulled her in crashing their lips together in a way that wasn't gentle but wasn't hard.
In tandem they moved swallowing each other's sounds, pleasuring each other over the edge drowning in ecstasy. They were both close, Jinshi especially. As much as he wanted to release and help Maomao with reciprocating, there was still a part of Jinshi that said no. To wait until the politics were away and they were finally in the clear to consummate their secret relationship.
So instead Jinshi removed his fingers from Maomao's slick heat and clit and brought his hand back up to break the kiss and drag her close into a tight embrace holding her tightly in his arms. Maomao's eyes opened, she was panting but was slowly calming down her breathing. She removed her hand from Jinshi's frog and placed it onto his shoulder while her other hand remained cradling his cheek.
"Master Jinshi," she murmured softly.
"Please," Jinshi interrupted, his hand going to cradle her cheek in reciprocation. "Just let me hold you for a while."
Maomao gazed into his eyes, and then smiled.
"As you wish," she replied closing the gap between them so she could rest her head on Jinshi's shoulder once more.
It was only a matter of time, before they could finally consummate their love.