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“Don’t think I’m going to go easy on you just because you’re my girl,” Jay said, raising his hands to prepare for the sparring of their elemental powers.
“I wouldn’t want you to, Sparky,” Nya said, mirroring his stance with a cocky smirk. “What do you say we make this interesting? Loser does the dishes tonight.”
Jay chuckled. “Do the dishes? Woooow,” he drew out the sound sarcastically. “Major stakes master of water .” Nya raised her eyebrow at him, the words forming on her lips to the effect of him being afraid to lose before he spoke, forming a ball of electricity between his joined hands. “But you’re on.”
Before she could react, he sent the lightning through the room in her direction. She acted fast, jumping out of the way into a flip as the electricity ran past her, running into the padded wall of the training room and leaving it singed. It was a good thing the material was designed to withstand the ninja training and the stray powers that came with it. Nya landed with a soft grunt, then jumped back up without a moment to spare, missing her mark on Jay’s chest when he dodged out the way, turning around and sweeping his leg in an attempt to knock her off her feet. Nya flipped over him, launching into a burst of Spinjitzu as Jay did the same, swerving into her. The reaction of their two elements launched them apart, and Nya took a moment to steady herself, grinning across the training room at Jay with a chuckle, shooting a burst of water at him, which he swiftly met with a jolt of lightning. The two elements met in the middle of the room, curling together and then launching both of the ninja who harnessed them apart, shooting them into either side of the room. Jay slid down the wall and landed with a grunt, and Nya ran over to pick him up off the floor. She was worried for a moment that the collision had damaged him beyond repair, but then he laughed, reaching up for her extended hands as she helped lift him off the ground.
“Girl, I haven’t taken a beating like that from you in a while ,” he said, regaining his balance on shaking legs.
“Was that not going easy on me?” Nya asked, her cocky grin situated back on her lips.
Jay shook his head. “No, you’re just way better at one-on-ones than I am,” he said, walking across the room to grab his water bottle, plopping down on the bench as he took a swig. Nya followed him, looking down at him with hungry eyes.
“There’s one type of one-on-one that we’re both pretty good at,” she said, her bottom lip catching between her teeth. Jay blinked up at her questioningly, pulling the water bottle away from his lips, and she climbed on to straddle his empty lap, kissing the droplets off of his top lip. Jay grinned into the kiss, his hands immediately finding their place around her hips and ass. He should have known better. Training together was always Nya’s favorite form of foreplay.
“And I never have to go easy on you,” Jay whispered as Nya shifted her full weight on his lap, pulling a breathy chuckle from his lips as she collided them with hers again, her teeth digging into his right off the bat. Jay groaned, his tongue slipping between her lips. Nya’s hands roamed down his chest, skimming across his hardened torso and reaching down to his belt. His hips jolted forward and he pulled away, lips swollen and eyes full of questions.
Nya smiled wolfishly down at him. “Can we keep sparring?” she asked, not referencing the ninja training that they had been doing moments before.
“Now?” Jay asked, fingers digging into the flesh of Nya’s backside. She moaned softly and nodded, continuing to rock on his hips. “Asking for trouble,” he growled as he leaned back into her grinning lips, and Nya’s fingers found their way under his pants, her other hand reaching around to untie his coverings. Jay groaned as she touched him, his hands not leaving her body as he moved them around to undo her pants as well. Nya only broke the kiss to pull her pants and underwear down enough to slip their bodies together, moaning happily as they fit together like puzzle pieces. Jay moved his hands back around to Nya’s ass, slipping them under her uniform pants and gripping the flesh as Nya moved back and forth on top of him, gasping for breath with every tiny shift. They didn't last long, spent from the exertion that the previous training had taken out of them. Before long, they were both reaching their peaks together.
“Nya, I’m gonna-”
Nya nodded, trying her best to keep her voice down. “I’m right there with you, Sparky.”
They were rounding the corner of finishing up, both of their powers running rampant and accelerating the entire act, when the trouble that they had been asking for came bursting through the door in the form of Jay’s mom.
“Jay, honey. Zane told me to tell you and Nya that dinner’s almost- AH!” she cut off her own casual speech with a shriek as her eyes fell on the scene. It was a miracle that the pair were still mostly clothed, so there was a chance that Edna could assume that they were behaving less dubiously than they were in reality. Still, Jay whipped his reddened face around Nya’s shoulders as she stared wide-eyed at her future mother-in-law, who smacked her palms over her eyes.
“Ma! GET OUT!”
“Sorry, honey! Sorry, Nya!” Edna said loudly, cupping around her eyes and pulling the door shut, speaking her initial message through it. “Dinner’s almost ready, kids!”
“Thank you, Mrs Walker! We’ll be down soon,” Nya said, her voice surprisingly level before she covered her mouth to cover the small chuckle slipping from her lips. Jay and Nya waited a moment for his mom to walk away, then both burst into wild laughter. Jay’s face was nearly purple with how flushed it was and nearly burned Nya’s lips as she kissed his cheeks and climbed off of him, re-fastening her pants, her body still pulsing from a lack of release. Jay did the same, then raked his hands through his hair, shaking his head.
“Oh, FSM. That was bad .”
“Do you think there’s any chance she’ll think we were just making out?”
“Ugh, I hope so,” Jay said, the color of his face resembling a ripe beet. “But even then, we’re never gonna hear the end of it.”
“Sorry, Sparky,” Nya said, putting a hand on Jay's shoulder and squeezing gently, feeling guilty for letting her urges get the better of her, especially when her future in-laws were visiting and had a habit of not knocking on monastery doors. Despite having promised that they would join the rest of the team for dinner, that night Jay faked sick and Nya had to deal with the brunt of the teasing from her teammates as she grabbed food to bring back to their room, where they hid out in sheer embarrassment, vowing never to speak of the afternoon again.