My Little Shifu

A Real Lesson

Watching silently as he slowly slipped the purple robe off his shoulders and onto the floor, she thought he was jesting, that he was merely playing with her.  After all, they had only made love the one time, and since then, a major misunderstanding had taken place, one they had to really discuss before any intimacy could take place again, so she was not prepared for when his inner robes also began to hit the floor.

With his back to her, Mo Yuans smile began to rise as he imagined the look on her face having literally been dragged into is lair and trapped and seeing as she was still feeling guilty at the treatment he received in the grove, every ounce of shamelessness rose to exploit it as his undershirt was lifted over his head and flung back towards her with a flourish.

The heady aroma of Yu Jin instantly assaulted her nostrils as it fell over her head.   Yu Jin is a root that is ground down and mixed with vinegar.   The workable mixture was then liberally rubbed into his skin to relieve the chronic pain which he would never truly get over.  In fact Zhe Yan had informed him that the pain would be worse on cold days, so bathing in hot water would help.  And being a traditional Taoist remedy, it was the only one of Zhe Yans many medicines that Mo Yuan brought back with him.

Now reaching for the tie that kept his ankle length silk pants in place, she suddenly shot in front of him to quickly bundle his body up into a large over sized towel to keep his dignity.

"Mo Yuan, do you know why Zhe Yan kept me from assisting with your care?" she asked turning red in the face from embarrassment, though more for him than herself.

"Because you are not a physician." he replied with a frown at the towel she trying to tie together.

"No.  Because it would have been inappropriate.  I am female, you are male...."

"You state the obvious my dear, but I don't get what the problem is.  It's not as if you haven't seen me naked before." his eyes danced merrily down at the flushed cheeks that flared scarlet at the way he was trying to pull the towel back off.

"Mo Yuan stop this.  I am not your wife, it is inappropriate." she begged him with pleading eyes while quickly ascertaining how many steps she had to take to get out of there.

Growing tired of her futile demureness, Mo Yuan shamelessly used a spell to magic away the towel and his pants and having moved so fast, it took a few seconds to realize that her hands were now firmly grasping at his naked hips while her body was almost pressed hard up against him.

Shrieking, her eyes rose up to stare into those eyes that were literally laughing at her.  

"So keen....." he winked down at her wildly flushing cheeks.  "But that is not why I am here and nor did I invite you in for anything other than a bath my dear." he shook his head lightly before slowly raising his hand to the side of his head grimacing in pain.

"After all, I was nearly killed, my body is still in agony and Zhe Yan did say that I needed to keep my muscles warm or the pain will become too difficult to bear." he added before gently placing a hand on her shoulder and guiding her out of his way.

Then in horror, not only did a stark naked Mo Yuan brazenly rub himself against her as he passed, but he then handed her a pile of soft cloths, bathing oil and a clean towel before gently easing himself into the bath which of course was prepared for him the moment he entered the mountain, something Die Feng always prepared after a lengthy stay away.

Her mouth was still open when his head fell back against the head of the bath and his eyes closed in anticipation for a good scrub down.  But if he thought she would fly straight back out the door again, the fiestiness in her rose as she gently placed his bathing items onto the side table at the foot of the bath.  The challenge he had laid was already accepted and having already been placed in this strange situation by a man who absolutely acting shamelessly by exploiting his ill treatment, the mischief rose as she quietly used a spell to remove her own clothes.