A Crimson Dawn Breaks Over Serene Waters: Maki's Unforgettable Hot Springs Threesome**

The gentle mist, still clinging to the late autumn air, kissed Maki Nishikino's cheeks as she stepped onto the tatami mat of the private onsen villa. A hushed quiet enveloped the secluded ryokan, the only sounds the distant murmur of a mountain stream and the soft rustle of leaves. She'd accepted the invitation with a mixture of trepidation and burgeoning anticipation. It was supposed to be a relaxing getaway, a chance to decompress after a particularly grueling series of performances. But the company she’d been invited to join – Nozomi Tojo and Eli Ayase – added a layer of exquisite, forbidden excitement to the serene setting. Maki's heart, usually so composed, beat a nervous rhythm against her ribs.

Nozomi, ever the playful spirit, was already lounging on a floor cushion, a knowing smile gracing her lips as she sipped on a steaming cup of tea. Her kimono, a deep, opulent purple, was loosely tied, hinting at the delicate curves beneath. Eli, elegant and poised, was meticulously arranging some herbal sachets near the steaming outdoor bath, her usually stern expression softened by the tranquil ambiance. Maki felt a blush creep up her neck, the sheer beauty and relaxed intimacy of the scene already igniting a warmth within her that had nothing to do with the coming bath.

"Maki-chan, you're finally here!" Nozomi's voice, rich and melodic, cut through the quiet. She gestured to a cushion beside her. "Come, relax. We were just about to discuss the evening's… entertainment." Her eyes sparkled with an unspoken invitation, a playful challenge that sent a tremor of desire through Maki.

Eli turned, her gaze meeting Maki's. There was a depth in her blue eyes, a quiet intensity that Maki had always found both intimidating and incredibly alluring. "We've prepared a special blend of bath salts, Maki. We thought you'd appreciate the added… relaxation." Eli's voice was a low, soothing contralto, and Maki could feel her knees weaken slightly. The air thrummed with an unspoken understanding, a shared secret weaving itself between them.

As they settled into conversation, the initial awkwardness melted away, replaced by a comfortable camaraderie. They spoke of their recent concert, of shared memories, of dreams for the future. But beneath the surface, a different current flowed. Maki found herself stealing glances at Nozomi’s exposed collarbone, at the way Eli’s slender fingers tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. The warmth of the room, the subtle scent of sandalwood and pine, all conspired to heighten her senses. She noticed the way Nozomi’s thumb traced the rim of her teacup, a gesture that seemed almost… provocative. She observed the subtle flush on Eli’s cheeks, a tell-tale sign that Maki wasn’t the only one feeling the rising heat.

The invitation to the bath was almost a silent agreement. They changed in separate rooms, the anticipation a tangible thing. Maki donned a simple yukata, her skin prickling with awareness of what lay beneath. When she emerged, Nozomi and Eli were already by the edge of the steaming outdoor bath, their figures silhouetted against the soft glow of lanterns. The water, a crystalline blue, promised a deep, enveloping warmth. Maki felt a jolt of pure, unadulterated lust. The thought of sharing this intimate space, this primal experience, with both of them… it was almost too much to bear.

Stepping into the water was like sinking into a warm embrace. The heat seeped into her muscles, relaxing her body while simultaneously sending shivers of excitement through her. Nozomi slid in gracefully, her skin glistening, her eyes immediately locking with Maki’s. Eli followed, her movements more deliberate, her gaze lingering on Maki’s face. The water swirled around them, creating a gentle current that occasionally brought their bodies into fleeting contact. Each brush of skin was a spark, igniting a growing fire within Maki.

"This is… perfect," Maki murmured, the words barely a whisper. She let her head fall back against the smooth stones, the steam curling around her. She watched as Nozomi, with a playful giggle, dipped her head under the water, reappearing with her dark hair slicked back, revealing her delicate features in a new, sensual light. Eli, meanwhile, was slowly, deliberately, pouring more hot water over her shoulders, her eyes never leaving Maki.

Nozomi swam closer, her movements languid and inviting. She settled beside Maki, their thighs touching beneath the surface. "We knew you'd enjoy this, Maki-chan," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Her hand, warm and soft, drifted to Maki's knee, her fingers slowly, intentionally, tracing a path upwards. Maki's breath hitched. She could feel Nozomi's gaze, a magnetic pull that drew her in.

Eli moved to Maki's other side, her presence a steady, grounding warmth. Her hand gently cupped Maki's cheek, her thumb stroking her jawline. "You look so beautiful, Maki," Eli said, her voice a low rumble. Maki’s heart hammered against her ribs. The intimacy was overwhelming, exhilarating. She felt a desperate need to touch them, to feel their skin against hers, to taste their lips.

The unspoken desire finally broke free. Maki leaned in, her lips finding Nozomi's. The kiss was soft at first, a tentative exploration, but quickly deepened, fueled by weeks of suppressed longing. Nozomi’s arms wrapped around Maki’s waist, pulling her closer, her tongue meeting Maki’s with a passionate urgency. Maki felt a gasp escape her lips as Nozomi’s lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Then, Eli's lips were on her other cheek, kissing her with a possessive tenderness. Maki found herself caught between them, her body trembling with a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. She tasted the salt of the water on their lips, the sweetness of their desire. Eli’s hand moved to Maki’s chest, her fingers finding the peak of her nipple through the thin fabric of Maki's yukata. A groan escaped Maki's throat as Eli’s thumb began to circle, teasing and tormenting her. Simultaneously, Nozomi's hand found its way under Maki's yukata, her fingers splayed against her wet skin, moving with exquisite precision.

The water became a medium for their shared pleasure, their bodies slick and slippery, pressing against each other. Maki’s yukata, now sodden, clung to her like a second skin. She felt Nozomi’s wet lips on her neck, her tongue tracing the pulse point, sending waves of heat through her. Eli’s hand continued its delicious work on her breast, her touch both firm and gentle, eliciting moans that Maki couldn’t suppress. She reciprocated, her hands seeking them out, her fingers eager to explore their eager bodies.

Maki’s hands found their way to Eli’s wet yukata, her fingers fumbling with the obi. She yearned to feel her bare skin. Eli let out a soft sigh of encouragement, her body arching into Maki’s touch. With a gentle tug, Maki managed to loosen the tie, allowing the fabric to fall away, revealing the smooth expanse of Eli’s chest. Maki’s breath hitched as she gazed at her, her nipples already hard. She leaned down, her tongue tracing a fiery path across Eli's skin, eliciting a gasp that was swallowed by the water.

Nozomi, sensing the shift in focus, moved her attentions lower, her lips leaving Maki’s neck to nuzzle her way down her chest, teasing her hardened nipples with her tongue. Maki cried out, her back arching as Nozomi’s wet mouth enveloped her. It was an unbearable pleasure, a sweet agony that threatened to shatter her control. She felt Eli’s lips on her other breast, her touch just as masterful, her tongue a skilled artist painting strokes of pleasure across Maki’s sensitive flesh.

The three of them were lost in a swirling vortex of sensation. Maki felt herself being pulled into a deeper realm of ecstasy, her body alive with a thousand new sensations. She felt Nozomi’s soft hands caressing her inner thighs, her fingers parting her wet folds, her tongue finding its target with an expert, devastating touch. Maki’s knees buckled slightly, but Eli’s firm hands steadied her, her lips still busy at Maki’s breast. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, a primal, raw feeling that transcended thought.

With a shared, unspoken understanding, they moved from the water, their bodies slick and glistening, onto the soft futons laid out on the veranda, overlooking the tranquil garden. The air was cooler now, but the heat between them was volcanic. Maki, still dazed by the intensity of their shared bath, found herself laid gently back, Eli’s body looming over her, her eyes burning with a desire Maki had never seen before. Nozomi knelt beside them, her smile mischievous, her gaze taking in the scene with an almost predatory delight.

Eli’s lips found Maki’s again, a deep, soul-stirring kiss that spoke of pent-up longing. Her hands, still warm from the bath, explored Maki’s body with a newfound confidence, her fingers tracing the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist. Maki felt her own desire surge, a powerful, undeniable force. She reached out, her hands finding Nozomi's face, pulling her closer. "Both of you," she whispered, her voice thick with passion. "I want both of you."

Nozomi’s response was immediate. She leaned in, her lips finding Maki’s other breast, her tongue teasing and licking Maki’s nipple until it was hard and aching. Eli’s hands continued their exploration, her fingers finding Maki’s wet entrance, gently parting her lips. Maki gasped as Eli’s finger began to slide inside, a slow, deliberate entry that sent tremors of pleasure through her. It was exquisite, a deep, satisfying fullness that Maki had only dreamed of.

The night unfolded like a dream, a symphony of moans and sighs, of gasping breaths and whispered desires. Maki found herself caught between the two, her body a willing canvas for their shared passion. She felt Nozomi’s lips on her clitoris, her tongue teasing and swirling with an exquisite skill that made Maki cry out in pleasure. Eli’s fingers continued their dance within her, pushing deeper, stimulating her with a perfect rhythm.

Maki, emboldened by the uninhibited atmosphere, found herself reaching for Nozomi, her fingers tracing the curve of Nozomi’s firm breast, her nipple hardening at her touch. She kissed Nozomi’s lips, a deep, passionate kiss that conveyed her own burgeoning desire. Nozomi responded with a hungry sigh, her body pressing closer. Eli’s fingers worked their magic, building the tension, drawing Maki closer and closer to the precipice.

When Maki felt the first tremors of orgasm building, she cried out, her body arching upwards. Eli’s fingers quickened their pace, her tongue finding the perfect spot, driving Maki over the edge. Maki’s climax was a shattering explosion of pure bliss, her body trembling uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She gasped for breath, tears of ecstasy streaming down her face.

As Maki’s climax subsided, she felt herself being pulled into another, even more intense, surge of desire. Eli, still inside her, moaned with pleasure, her own climax building. Nozomi, sensing the escalating passion, moved her lips from Maki’s breast to Eli’s, their tongues meeting in a passionate embrace. Maki watched, mesmerized, as their shared pleasure intensified. She felt Eli’s body tense within her, and with a soft cry, Eli’s orgasm began, her body shuddering against Maki’s.

And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, Maki found herself guiding Nozomi’s head towards her core. Nozomi, her eyes alight with a playful yet intense desire, readily accepted. Maki felt Nozomi’s wet mouth envelop her, her tongue teasing and tasting her, her lips suckling with a fierce, undeniable hunger. The sensation was unlike anything Maki had ever experienced, a deep, primal pleasure that made her gasp and writhe. She felt Nozomi’s hands caressing her thighs, her fingers occasionally parting her wet folds, allowing Nozomi’s tongue more access. The intimacy was breathtaking, a complete surrender to shared desire.

As Nozomi continued her exquisite ministrations, Maki felt a new tension building within her, a desperate need to share this intense pleasure. She looked at Eli, her eyes filled with a longing that spoke volumes. Eli, her body still trembling from her recent climax, returned Maki’s gaze, a knowing smile gracing her lips. With a subtle nod, Eli shifted her position, her hand finding Maki’s core. As Nozomi’s tongue continued to drive Maki towards a new peak, Eli’s fingers began to spread Maki’s labia, her thumb teasing her sensitive clitoris with exquisite pressure. Maki felt herself being pulled in two directions, a delicious torment that was both overwhelming and deeply satisfying.

The combined sensations were almost too much. Maki cried out, her body arching, as Nozomi’s tongue worked its magic with renewed fervor, eliciting a guttural groan of pleasure from Maki. At the same time, Eli’s fingers intensified their ministrations, her thumb finding the perfect rhythm, driving Maki towards an even more intense climax. Maki felt the familiar tremors building, a wave of pure, unadulterated bliss about to break. She clung to both of them, her hands splayed on their backs, her body writhing in exquisite agony.

Then, as Maki’s climax reached its crescendo, she felt a new sensation, a deep, powerful penetration from behind. Eli, her face flushed with exertion and pleasure, had moved to position herself behind Maki, her hips pressing against Maki's, her arousal sliding into Maki’s willing depths. The double penetration was an overwhelming, divine experience, a complete surrender of body and soul. Maki cried out, her voice a ragged gasp, as the pleasure coursed through her, the sheer intensity of it all pushing her beyond her limits.

Nozomi, sensing the shared climax, intensified her oral ministrations, her tongue working Maki’s clitoris with a desperate, consuming passion. Eli’s thrusts became more powerful, deeper, filling Maki completely. Maki felt herself being pulled into a vortex of pure, unadulterated pleasure, her body convulsing with each thrust, with each lick of Nozomi’s tongue. She whispered their names, a desperate plea for more, for longer, for everything.

Finally, with a shared, unified gasp, all three of them climaxed. Maki felt Eli’s body stiffen within her, heard her ragged breaths. Simultaneously, Nozomi’s tongue surged against Maki’s clitoris one last time, sending a final, shattering wave of pleasure through her. Maki felt a deep, profound satisfaction wash over her, a sense of complete fulfillment. They held each other close, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts beating in unison, the remnants of their passionate encounter still tingling through their veins.

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of crimson and gold, they lay tangled together, the scent of their shared passion still thick in the air. Maki felt a profound sense of peace, a deep, contented exhaustion. She looked at Nozomi and Eli, their faces soft and relaxed, their eyes filled with a shared, unspoken tenderness. The initial trepidation was long gone, replaced by a warmth that permeated her very soul. This was more than just a sexual encounter; it was a communion of spirits, a bonding forged in the crucible of shared desire. She felt a gentle kiss on her forehead from Eli, and a soft nuzzle from Nozomi. Maki smiled, a soft, contented smile, and nestled closer, knowing this was a memory she would cherish forever, a testament to the vibrant, intoxicating beauty of Love Live, and the boundless depths of their shared affection.